I had lived with my grandfather until I was five years old. Both my grandparents looked after me. We lived in a beautiful region, in the countryside.
My grandfather was once a soldier and had fought in wars. Someone else might expect that he would be very strict. But that is not the case. My grandfather took wonderful care of me. He had the habit of doing morning exercise, and he always woke me up early and encouraged me to do some exercises with him.. At that time, I liked hanging out with him and asking all kinds of questions, such as“ What’ s that flower’ s name?”“ Can I eat this grass?” and so on. He always patiently answered whatever question I asked. In this way, I learned a great deal of knowledge about plants. My grandfather can fashion many crafts with his own hands. His mind is clever as his hands are nimble. He made a small wooden bench for me with stars of gold paper.. In addition, he was always willing to join me in all kinds of games, most of which were very quite silly. The most impressive image that I hold of my grandfather was when he would tap my stomach to make sure I was full after I had a meal. Each time I remember this warm action, I am touched. It represents simple but eloquent evidence that my grandfather loved me so much.
My grandfather By Rebecca
Not only the most happy but the most sorrowful thing in my life concerns my grandfather. He died four years ago. That year, just as I
was about to graduate from junior high school, my grandfather fell ill landed in the hospital. I was too busy to see him very often, with so much homework to do. That terrible day came, when I was in the class. Before my grandfather passed away, he said heart-rendingly,“ Why doesn’ t my Rebecca come to see me? If she doesn’ t come now, she will never see me again.”
After saying that, he left us forever. As soon as my mother told me the sad news, tears streamed down my face. Regret filled my heart. When my grandfather was in hospital, I should have come to see him as often as possible. Over the past four years, this sense of regret has remained with me. I miss my grandfather very much.