Grandpa went to heaven.

Grandpa still can't wait for this autumn. He walks alone at the back of summer.

At 7: 20 last Thursday morning, I received a phone call from my mother. My mother calls me either too early or too late, which is mostly urgent. I never expected such news. My mother choked on the phone. She said, "Grandpa has only one breath left. Come back early ... "I woke up in an instant and hurried to my grandmother's house. I have never been so flustered. I feel that the journey that day is particularly long, as if I had walked for a long time. ...

When I saw grandpa, he was already lying in the front hall. Two long benches and a thin bed board are the last appearance of a dying man in my childhood memory. Grandpa's brothers stood by. My uncles and dad took turns to take care of them last night. They just took a nap at the moment. I came to grandpa's side, and tears finally came to my eyes. Grandpa seems to be asleep. As usual, his face is rosy, but his heart is beating fast and he has difficulty breathing. Grandma saw it and stopped me. She said, people haven't left yet, don't cry now. However, how can I stand it? I sat next to him and held his hand, trying to talk to him again, but his body couldn't give me any response. I cried my head off. I will never hear this kind little old man call me granddaughter again. He never dared to open his eyes to see me again. He collapsed to the extreme. I found that his thumb moved and his closed eyes shed tears again. He must have heard my crying, and then I wiped his tears away and he cried. Everyone told me to stay away from grandpa and not to get so close. However, no one can feel my mood at this time. Then who dragged me away and we had lunch together. We dare not slack off. We stayed with grandpa, and our tears never stopped. The older generation is busy putting on his last clothes. Seeing grandpa's breathing more and more difficult, finally, he coughed up a mouthful of phlegm, and his limbs struggled for the last time, and his face turned white instantly. He left. Suddenly, like a frying pan, I cried everywhere, only my father and I looked at the time. 10 in the afternoon is 1. Grandpa died, and his 83-year-old life finally came to an end.

? Next, we are all busy with the funeral. For various reasons, I can only stay in the small room next to me. I can do nothing but cry and feel sad. I can only recall the past days over and over again.

I am grandpa's granddaughter, grandpa and two other grandchildren. But among all the children, he loves me the most. He loves me even more than my parents. I was brought up by my grandparents. Grandpa is a lamp in my life. He cured my childhood. He always gives me a lot of pocket money and hugs me on his lap to accompany him. My grandmother hit me when I made mistakes. She always protected me, told me many jokes and accompanied me to do many things I love to do. I fought with my brother, and he also protected me, fearing that I would be wronged. I like to go through his pockets and bite his ears. He never bothers me and always loves me with a smile. Maybe grandpa's love for me is also a continuation of his love for my mother. His preference for me has been known to many people.

? Until later, I finally grew up and gradually left them. Grandpa always urges grandma to call me and ask me when I will come back, or he is as happy as a child when he receives my call.

? Grandpa has been fighting cancer since 10 gastric cancer surgery. /kloc-for 0/0 years, the cancer cells in his body have never metastasized, but with the increase of age, his health is getting worse. Grandpa was hospitalized because of illness before the Spring Festival was over in the year when the epidemic began. After the operation, I went home to take care of him for two weeks. During that time, he could only eat two or three spoonfuls of liquid food every meal, but even so, he survived the Spring Festival the following year, and he was always so strong. I have always believed that God cares for Grandpa, and he always wants Grandpa to see the light of day again.

There are only a handful of photos of grandpa in the mobile phone. I can't help crying again. In fact, writing here is like recalling that painful experience again, and it hurts a lot. I remember a few years ago, my grandfather saved thousands of dollars before he died and secretly brought it to my house, saying it was a dowry for me. When I opened the money wrapped in rags-10, 20, 50, 100, and some coins fell out. My grandmother kept money tight all her life. These must have been praised by grandpa for a long time, and I really feel bad. Suddenly, one morning the year before last, when grandpa was walking around the corner, he was lucky enough to find 30 thousand yuan on the busy road. Grandpa waited there for a long time, but no one came to see him. Later, he didn't tell his grandmother, but said that he found 1000 yuan and gave the rest of the money to my mother. It's the same sentence "This is the dowry money for Wang Yun". No matter when, he cares about me so much, which is beyond my parents' power. My wedding was originally scheduled for this year, and it was completed on 19 in advance because of grandpa's expectation. That day, grandpa said he had no regrets.

? Beginning of autumn was the day grandpa was buried. For various reasons, my family won't let me go to the funeral. But I still want to send grandpa one last time. The night before, my classmate Wu and I agreed to go together tomorrow morning. I usually sleep badly, but I slept soundly that morning. It was not until I was awakened by the ringing of the telephone that my classmate Wu woke me up. I missed grandpa's last trip after all. My mother comforted me that my grandfather must want me to have a good sleep, so I don't have to send it.

? Many people came to grandpa's funeral, which was the result of his kindness, diligence and simplicity. Adults and children like him very much.

? unfortunately ...

I don't have a grandfather anymore, and no one will love me like my grandfather. This light in my life has disappeared.

Grandpa went to heaven and became a star. His voice and smile will be engraved in my mind forever, and I will cherish this life.

On the evening of August 20th, 2 1, 1 1.