Composition, the voice that has never gone away, writing materials

Author: Chen Yanru

In this world, no matter when and where, no matter the status, something will be lost in the long river of time. What is leaving us may be a once-long friendship; perhaps it is an unforgettable love; perhaps it is official status... But, in my life, there is a lifelike thing called sound that is going away.

That was my grandma’s voice calling me. My grandma is a very strong woman, in today’s terms she is a tomboy. In the family, she plays the role of both a strict mother and a "loving mother" who loves her granddaughter like a treasure.

Because my grandma’s family background was not good, she dropped out of school when she was just in the fourth grade, so she vowed to support her father and aunt in school even if she sold iron. And after they became successful, my sister and I were born, and my grandma once again played the role of "tight nanny". My sister and I are one year apart. At that time, we were in preschool regardless of grade. We were all in the same classroom. Every time after school, my grandma would always ask my sister and me what we had learned in school, whether we had any quarrels with classmates, etc. if. Even though grandma doesn’t know a few words, every time she hears my sister and I talk about our performance in school, grandma always says: “That’s good. My two children work hard. In the future, grandma (grandma) will You are blessed! But you have to work harder. "Grandma always regards us as proud, especially me as the elder sister. Because my personality is better than that of my younger sister, I am naturally favored a lot.

Two days before my grandma left, I was in a hurry to review, so I didn’t get to look at her for the last time. My sister told me that my grandma’s last words to her were: “My granddaughter, Don’t you miss grandma?” After hearing what my sister said, I felt like I had broken the five-flavor bottle, and my face burst into tears.

Grandma has been going to heaven for more than two years. Whenever I see a particularly bright star in the dark sky during sleepless nights, I think it must be grandma looking at me in heaven. , bless me and watch me grow day by day.

However, although my grandma’s two words will never be repeated in my life, they will always be fresh in my heart and mind and will never go away.