On that day, the teacher spoke the text "What is happiness? Finally, the teacher asked, "Who thinks life is happy?" "I work with my grandmother, and we are so tired that we are sweating, but my grandmother praises me for being able to work!" "Grandma taught me to water the flowers, and grandma always taught me. I finally got what I wanted, and my face showed the joy of victory! " . I didn't say a word, because my grandmother died, and I can't talk to her anymore, and I can't go with her anymore. Tears came to my eyes at the thought. I dare not cry, after all, this is my family matter.
Grandma was in poor health before her death, and she was reluctant to eat delicious food, leaving it to us children to eat. She is kind and gentle, and always thinks of us children. Whenever we are lonely, grandma always tries to make us happy.
One day, I asked my father, "Why do people die?" "People are like fruits. When they bear small fruits, they are born with cousins. When the fruit grows up, it means that people grow up; When the fruit is ripe, it means that this person has passed away. " Dad said. I thought: How can fruit compare with people? People know, if they know?
Grandma died, and I was even more lonely. But I vaguely understand a truth: people should cherish family ties, once lost, there is nothing!