Childhood, leaving me every day and go, the past also is like mist like smoke general weak go, but some people have some of thing won't forget forever, I won't forget my grandfather forever.
童年，正在一天天离我而去，往事也如烟似雾一般淡去，但有些人有些事是永远都不会忘记的，我永远都不会忘记我的爷爷的。
In memory, grandfather figure is gaunt, full head white hair. He is an old communist, a suit healthy atmosphere, socially undesirable phenomenon often makes him angry, but very good to me. The grandfather when I am born already many years old 80, he very be fond of me, father mother takes me to come home every weekend, he should give me the good thing of scrape up: Candied, biscuit, milk the without exception that if he has thought,takes only leaves …… me. I play musical instrument or study obtained good result, he gives me gladly a red package, mom forbids me to get, the grandfather is met secretly a place of strategic importance gives me.
记忆中，爷爷身材瘦削，满头白发。他是一位老共产党员，一身正气，社会上的不良现象常常让他生气，但对我很好。我出生时爷爷已经80多岁了，他十分疼我，每个周末爸爸妈妈带我回家，他都要把积攒的好东西给我：糖果啦、饼干啦、牛奶啦……只要是他认为好吃的全都留给我。我弹琴或学习取得了好成绩，他都会高兴地给我一个红包，妈妈不准我领，爷爷就会偷偷的塞给我。
In memory, grandfather very Confucianism elegant. The grandfather is retire cadre, before become a teacher, like to read at ordinary times see a newspaper write. When I am written down very smally, he begins to teach me to read aloud " 3 words classics " , strike back copied " 3 words classics " to me, cannot be found now regrettablly. Brush word of the grandfather is well written, annual he writes the spring festival scrolls in the home, when I am tall without the table still, the grandfather begins to teach me to write brush word. Remember the Spring Festival one year that, year young I see the grandfather is writing brush word, the black word on Gong Gong's paper, square Founder, really good-looking, be about the grandfather teachs me to write. The grandfather writes tired, sitting to rest, listen to me to say to want to learn to write brush word, stand up immediately, say excitedly: “ full marks / good, be good! He takes out ” a piece of paper, touch the pen good handwriting or painting, the hand that holding me teachs me to write. He wrote one horizontal stroke first, say: “ this is horizontal. ” wrote one vertical stroke again, say: “ this is perpendicular. Chinese word cultured is horizontal smooth upend. I return ” at that time small, what learning is 3 minutes of heat, loosen when the grandfather my hand lets so when myself writes, I begin scratch, general like scrawly handwriting, still doing his is Chinese ink all over the face, resemble cat of that floret in the home, offend so that the grandfather bursts out laughing.
记忆中，爷爷很儒雅。爷爷是个离休干部，以前是做老师的，平时喜欢读书看报写字。我记得很小的时候，他就开始教我念《三字经》，还手抄了一本《三字经》给我，可惜现在找不到了。爷爷的毛笔字写得很好，每年家里的春联都是他写的，我还没有桌子高时，爷爷就开始教我写毛笔字了。记得那一年春节，年幼的我看到爷爷正在写毛笔字，红红的纸上黑黑的字，方方正正，真好看，就要爷爷教我写。爷爷写字累了，正坐着休息，一听我说要学写毛笔字，马上站起来，激动地说：“满分/好，好！”他拿出一张纸，将笔沾好墨，握着我的手教我写。他先写了一横，说：“这是横。”又写了一竖，说：“这是竖。中国字讲究的就是横平竖直。”当时我还小，学什么都是三分钟热度，所以当爷爷松开我的手让我自己写字的时候，我就开始乱写了，像鬼画符一般，还将自己弄得满脸都是墨，像家里那只小花猫，惹得爷爷哈哈大笑。
In memory, the grandfather's body all the time very healthy, a bit problem also is done not have, 90 years old still can carry water to irrigate dish, often still say I eat less, grow slow. But, one day the grandfather breaks out a disease however, be sent into ICU ward. Because I want to attend class, the hospital leaves the school very far again, did not visit a grandfather so all the time. But passed two days only, the grandfather died. Hear this news, I cried immediately. Why, does the grandfather differ am I brought up to be about to leave me and go? Why, is the grandfather when the hospital I did not see him? Why, if didn't I listen to a grandfather more at ordinary times?
记忆中，爷爷的身体一直很健康，一点问题也没有，九十岁了还能挑水浇菜，还常常说我吃得少，长得慢。可是，有一天爷爷却突发疾病，被送进了ICU病房。我因为要上课，医院又离学校很远，所以一直没有去看望爷爷。但只过了两天，爷爷就去世了。听到这个消息，我顿时哭了起来。为什么，爷爷不等我长大就要离我而去？为什么，爷爷在医院时我没有去看他？为什么，我平时没有多听爷爷的话？
On the grandfather's funeral, atmosphere appears all the more dignified, the grandfather also cannot see again after thinking of, how does my tear cannot help. But after the grandfather buries, I wanted to understand suddenly. Death is not life is terminative, forgetting ability is. This is the film " travel notes of the annulus that find a dream " a medium actor's lines. Want me to still remember a grandfather only, he lives in my heart forever!
爷爷的葬礼上，气氛显得格外凝重，想到以后再也不能见到爷爷了，我的眼泪怎么都忍不住。但是在爷爷安葬后，我忽然就想明白了。死亡不是生命的终结，遗忘才是。这是电影《寻梦环游记》中的一句台词。只要我还记得爷爷，他就永远活在我的心中！(文/黄观月)