Shake the spring equinox for fifteen days and you will arrive at Waipo Bridge.

"Shake, shake, shake the vernal equinox is the bridge of mother-in-law, hope, hope, grandma cried sweetly."

Recently, a movie adapted from Waipoqiao suddenly became popular in Tik Tok, which once again reminded many people of their old grandmother.

Every time I go home for the New Year, my mother always sleeps with my grandmother. When I was a child, I was noisy and wanted to sleep with my mother.

All the classmates didn't play mobile phones or surf the Internet. Sometimes when I wake up in the middle of the night, my mother and grandmother are still chatting.

At that time, I thought how these two people could talk so well. The wooden house is full of villages where men marry their daughters-in-law, where women get married, and where grandchildren are admitted to universities.

My grandmother in my impression has always been very tall. I heard my mother say that she is a good family. Although she doesn't study, she has many brothers at home and never needs her for work.

What impressed me most was that grandma always stayed at home for several months after her mother was ill. What worries her is that her daughter has no home yet.

Before I was ten, my family rented a house in Guizhou. When my mother was ill, my grandmother always took me to the distant mountains on foot every day to cook for two geese and dogs. At that time, my father and others fried rocks in the mountains and lived in that shed. )

"Eat less, there is only one popsicle today."

"Noisy, noisy, popcorn, always not enough to eat."

As long as I can remember, grandma has never brought any money, but she always buys some sugar when she comes to my house.

At the age of ten, because my mother was seriously ill, the whole family went back to Hunan for medical treatment. Grandparents died early, and the earthen house at home was dilapidated and crumbling. The early days were loess brick houses. There are no relatives at home and no one to help. )

We lived in a shed and a pigsty, and the kind people gave us two plots of land. My mother and grandmother work hard on snowy mornings, picking vegetables for sale.

My last impression of my grandmother is that I went back to my uncle's house for the Spring Festival one year, but I haven't seen her for two or three years. She suddenly became much smaller. Goodbye was the sacrifice of the second day in the hall.

We have a home and a house now. On the day she left, several Okumo left at my door.

For six years, the stingy old lady never came to my dream once. My mother said that my grandmother couldn't leave our family before she died.

So how can you not touch it? Listen to tears once.