Althought seven years has passed since grandfather’s death, I can still remember him clearly—— a serious but some childlike aged man.
Whenever someone refering to grandfather, his weather-worn face will turn up in my mind, on which the sprawling wrinkles remind us of a life time of sufferings. Seldom smiling, grandfather always packed his eyebrow together. Under the eyebrow a pair of sparking eyes emitted lights with wisdom and sharpness, so everytime he stared at you, you would feel his eyes has pierced through your body into your heart directly.
In my memory of childhood, grandfather took on a doubled personality. In daily life, he was serious and strick to every people and every detail, and even more to himself. When I was young, I didn’t get along well with my study. Thus when I got my first 90 scores in the test, I was so happy and wanted to tell everyone obout it. After knowing this, grandpa called me to see him with my test paper. On my entrance into the room, grandpa’s cold voice queued into my ears“Don’t be arrogant. Keep working hard and it must’t be your only 90s.” No praise, no encouragement, the smile on my face solified. Perceiving my disappointment, grandfather came slowly to me, took over the test paper，looked through the paper quickly and then analysed my false one by one patiently. Incredibly, grandfather’s patience and gentleness drived away my depression completely. The words he said before turned to a lamp lighting my heart and inspired me to be strict to myself in the later study.
Maybe on one side grandgather was a little serious and stubborn, like all the other aged men; on the other side, he showed a childlike personality, such as strong couriority about freshness. Either the first time my father bought a TV set, or I brought home a walkman, he would observe it from the forth to the back and knock here and there. Moveover, grandpa would ask some questions out of my imagination, concluding why so many people could crow in such a small box (the TV set), why the disk could give out beautiful music even when there was nobody singing and so on. When I explained the simple reason, he would listen carefully, shake head at times and then walk around murmuring.
In the cold winnter, 1998, when I was 12 years old, grandfather left me forever. When dying, grandpa seemed to chang to a totally different person——a gracious old man. His eyes was so gentle. A quiet, sweet and childish smile turned up in the corner of his mouth. Although all the relatives besides him looked so grief, it shoked me that he just smiled constantly and told us not to be so sad for his death because he was merely going to another wrold to continue his life.
As time goes by, grandfather has been away for so many years, and I’v also grown up to a young girl. However, the memory of grandfather won’t fate in my heart, either his childlike courious expression, or the serious but inspiring words.
Whenever someone refering to grandfather, his weather-worn face will turn up in my mind, on which the sprawling wrinkles remind us of a life time of sufferings. Seldom smiling, grandfather always packed his eyebrow together. Under the eyebrow a pair of sparking eyes emitted lights with wisdom and sharpness, so everytime he stared at you, you would feel his eyes has pierced through your body into your heart directly.
In my memory of childhood, grandfather took on a doubled personality. In daily life, he was serious and strick to every people and every detail, and even more to himself. When I was young, I didn’t get along well with my study. Thus when I got my first 90 scores in the test, I was so happy and wanted to tell everyone obout it. After knowing this, grandpa called me to see him with my test paper. On my entrance into the room, grandpa’s cold voice queued into my ears“Don’t be arrogant. Keep working hard and it must’t be your only 90s.” No praise, no encouragement, the smile on my face solified. Perceiving my disappointment, grandfather came slowly to me, took over the test paper，looked through the paper quickly and then analysed my false one by one patiently. Incredibly, grandfather’s patience and gentleness drived away my depression completely. The words he said before turned to a lamp lighting my heart and inspired me to be strict to myself in the later study.
Maybe on one side grandgather was a little serious and stubborn, like all the other aged men; on the other side, he showed a childlike personality, such as strong couriority about freshness. Either the first time my father bought a TV set, or I brought home a walkman, he would observe it from the forth to the back and knock here and there. Moveover, grandpa would ask some questions out of my imagination, concluding why so many people could crow in such a small box (the TV set), why the disk could give out beautiful music even when there was nobody singing and so on. When I explained the simple reason, he would listen carefully, shake head at times and then walk around murmuring.
In the cold winnter, 1998, when I was 12 years old, grandfather left me forever. When dying, grandpa seemed to chang to a totally different person——a gracious old man. His eyes was so gentle. A quiet, sweet and childish smile turned up in the corner of his mouth. Although all the relatives besides him looked so grief, it shoked me that he just smiled constantly and told us not to be so sad for his death because he was merely going to another wrold to continue his life.
As time goes by, grandfather has been away for so many years, and I’v also grown up to a young girl. However, the memory of grandfather won’t fate in my heart, either his childlike courious expression, or the serious but inspiring words.
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