Grandpa is ill. Tell me about it.

Hearing my uncle's voice, the tears I have been holding back stayed.

Grandpa was seriously ill in icu yesterday, and I couldn't let go of it all day. At noon, my sister sent a message, and in the afternoon, my brother called to discuss sending some money back to my uncle. We are not at home at this time. Dad was busy yesterday and couldn't go to the city.

At night, I sent a message to my uncle. My uncle called me, but I couldn't say much. In turn, my uncle comforted me. Grandpa is old, too. He has been in poor health for a long time. He has worked hard all his life, and his memory has become worse and worse in recent years. When he visited him, he seldom recognized the name of his grandson. But I always remember which piece of land at home is in which position and which bamboo forest belongs to my family. I often go to see the bamboo forest alone, but I can't even find my way home several times. . .

When grandpa was young, the only valuable things in his hometown were fields and bamboo, and it was because of these fields and bamboo that he raised his mother and her brothers and sisters. Grandma died early, and grandpa took five children alone, which was unimaginable hardships. Therefore, the older grandpa is, the deeper his memory of the past will be.

I remember when I was in primary school, the school was close to my grandfather's house. My brother and I often go to my grandfather's house for dinner. At that time, materials were scarce, but grandpa would cook an egg for my brother and two cousins. Later, my cousin grew up and went to school, and my uncle and aunt worked in Shenzhen. They couldn't take care of their two children's studies, so they took them to Shenzhen to go to school. At first, they took my grandfather with them, but my grandfather didn't adapt to the life in the city. He didn't dare to go out alone. He got lost as soon as he went out. Fortunately, he remembered his uncle's phone number and called home to answer it. Later, grandpa went back to his hometown, and his children and grandchildren were not there. He is at home alone, taking care of himself. In the meantime, his daughter and son-in-law will visit him from time to time. Until the year before last, grandpa's movements became slower and slower, and his aunt quit her job and went home to take care of him.

Listening to my mother tell me about my grandfather's deeds when he was young, the river is deep and there are many fish. When there is no meat or food at home, grandpa will go down the river to catch fish and go home. Every time he goes down the river, he gains a lot. Until now, my uncle will tell us about going to the river to catch fish. More than ten years ago, my grandfather would joke with us and tell us about his glorious past. Later, we got farther and farther away from home, went home to visit grandpa less and less, and had less and less opportunities to listen to his stories.

As we grow up year by year, grandpa grows old year by year. When my sister gets married, she can also invite my grandfather to the wedding banquet. By the time I got married, my grandfather couldn't come to my noisy wedding. Full of sense of loss.

At this point, the uncontrollable sadness in my heart poured down a thousand miles. I just hope grandpa can survive this time. I want to buy you milk, too.

The evening breeze blows the pine trees.

Blow the wind chimes like nature.

Stand in the silence of the city and copy.

Let all the noise disappear.

Only the green hills are hidden in the white clouds.

Butterflies roam freely in Qingjian River.

Look at the sunset glow in full bloom on the horizon.

A flock of birds returned to the west.

-Xu Wei's Travel Notes