Grandma died more than a year ago, and today is her birthday. I miss her speech very much.

First, the old and lonely grandmother left. In fact, as young people, everyone will lend a helping hand at a critical time. Without much effort, it is possible to save them from the quagmire. As long as a warm heart can make them happy. And these are often what we don't pay. Old people have worked hard to raise their offspring all their lives, but once anti-education needs us, we are so tired of life that we make a choice against our will that we regret it later.

Second, the uncle's family just gave birth to a little grandson. Grandma has no place to live, so she has to live on a heatable adobe sleeping platform in her uncle's kitchen and bedroom. Because it is the Spring Festival, it is customary to steam a lot of steamed buns, so the heatable adobe sleeping platform is very hot. Grandma groaned on the kang covered with a quilt, her wrinkled face was full of Cang Sang, and her gray hair was hanging freely, almost covering her face. There are many stains on the bedding, and there is an unspeakable taste. Poor grandma is trapped here. Later, my uncle told us that grandma's illness was never mild, and she didn't eat anything from morning to noon. Grandma used to have a good appetite. I wonder why this time. Maybe I really can't eat any more! Seeing this father and sister, I shed tears.