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In my impression, my grandparents seemed to give me a name called Huzi, but they seldom called it. My character is not the same as this name. I am not a tiger, and I am very docile. I will not bark when I see strangers, but only shake my tail to get close. My grandparents always say that I am so worthless, I still shook my tail to them. It was grandpa who took me to this home. At that time, I was just born, very small. The house is large and lively, with cattle, sheep, chickens, pigs and a unfriendly cat. At first, when I arrived at this strange place, I was very scared. I always got under grandma’s red cabinet and looked at everything quietly. My little body can in under the coffee table, cabinet under, under the table walk freely. Grandpa always gave me a small piece of steamed bun, leading me to climb out of the Black Cabinet. I am still scared, but I am really hungry. Looking at the delicious steamed buns, I climbed out of the bottom of the cabinet unwittingly, picked up the steamed buns and quickly climbed back to the bottom of the cabinet. Grandpa also lowered his head from time to time to see if I was eating steamed buns. He smiled with grandma, laughing at my timidity and stupidity. I only remember that the laughter was very warm and warm. Slowly familiar with, I dare go in the yard. When the chicken saw me, they ran far away and dared not ignore me. That only unfriendly cat always jealous of me, grab my steamed bread eat. Every time take after, I Innocent looked at Grandpa grandma, grandpa and grandma still will laugh at me, then give me breaking bigger piece of the steamed bread, will pour me a bowl of water, tilt against grandpa Mazza, on. I shook my tail excitedly, eating and drinking happily. Grandpa would touch my hair and pinch my tail. Every day, I follow my grandparents. Go to the cowshed to see Grandpa feed the cattle. At that time, I liked to watch my grandparents cut the straw for cattle in the cowshed. Every time my grandparents cut the straw in the cowshed, I was always beside me and heard the sound of the straw cutter, looking at Grandma’s powerful knife pressing, and smelling the scent splashed by the broken grass, I closed my eyes, and that feeling would still appear in my dream. Now, the straw cutter of history is still there, but the fragrance of grass is missing. With Grandma to fields, Grandma Bent with a hoe digging, I like run wild in in crop land sahuan. Chuck your run, to run freely, happily run, let wind through ear, claws into weeds, Tongue Kiss Land, will not stop. Grandma always scolded me for destroying me. Looked at own trampled flowers of rape, I had to with floppy ears stand still looked at Grandma. Grandma continue to bend over hoeing went. Now I often stand alone on the ground, but I can’t smell any Grandma’s breath. At that time, the family was very big, with many houses and lots of land, but there were only grandparents. Their offspring are all out to work to make money, to feed their own small home. Sometimes I really want to be a person who can accompany my grandparents with joys and sorrows, stay with them every day, listen to their stories, work with them, get up early and return late. When I was over one year old, my grandfather’s second grandson came back from Beijing to study. There were more people in my family. My grandparents were very happy and always ran for my second grandson before and after, seem snubbed me, but I still very happy, because two grandson would buy me ham and chicken feet. Grandpa likes chicken claws best, and he eats one every day. My second grandson bought a lot and came back. As soon as I heard the sound of the packaging bag, I rubbed around grandpa with a thick skin. The disgusting cat kept shouting. Grandparents will give our Some eat, then we is so lucky. Didn’t take long, Grandpa’s eldest son and two sons back, a few days to home cattle and sheep are sold, also put grandpa picked up. Although I couldn’t understand what they were saying, I could feel something went wrong. Grandma also became haggard. Her second grandson came back only once a month. Every time he came back, he would buy a lot of food for grandma. So every night, the cat and I stayed with Grandma most. Every day when I went out to play, grandma would keep the door for me. That cat can jump Kang on, and Grandma sleep a bedroll, and I had to sleep incongruent with grandma. I suddenly found the cat still very cute, in addition to Rob I eat, love to sleep, love sun, also can with grandma. Grandma slept very late and watched TV very late every day. I liked to snore when I slept, and it seemed that the snore was very loud. I remember that my second grandson would always wake me up at night when he came back, and then he would continue to sleep. In the daytime, my grandma likes places with many people, so I followed her with that cat and sat in the crowd chatting with her. Village derision, we are good, laugh we sensible. Will give us food, will make us play. Grandma, I, that cat, we three accompanied each other for more than a year. Grandfather came back, the door of the moment, grandma cried. Grandpa changed, and his body which was originally very thin became thinner. The abrupt cheekbone on his face was telling his traces of pain, without words or expressions. Home changed, become cold and cheerless, becomes much Grandpa two sons. What remains unchanged is the old house in my family, my cat, and the chicken claws bought by my second grandson. I starting to smell more and more strong taste of the medicine, and heart of fear with ingredients of gathering more and more strong. In two grandson, a monthly exam University, Grandpa died. Go very pain, but sad. My family is always in deep grief. I know most sad person is grandma, except for tears no other words. After finishing the funeral, Grandma strongly refused the request to go to Beijing with her sons. Maybe she couldn’t let go of the family that had lived for a lifetime, maybe she couldn’t let go of grandpa, maybe she couldn’t let go of me, or that cat, perhaps other. Trickling, sons are gone, that admitted to University of two grandson go. There was Grandma, the cat and me left, and the photo of Grandpa on the table. Home is desolate, desolate and terrible. Grandma was a short temper, always find someone multi-the place to stay, and I, like follow your mother with grandma, around grandma around. In this way, we with another year. Eventually, Grandma promised sons pick her up to Beijing request. The family began to sell things, food and everything they didn’t need. The cat and I were so silly that we didn’t know Grandma was leaving us. That morning, I dreamed I back to grandma side, back to the familiar home, with the cat in yard snatch eat. Because only in this way, I can forget day before grandma and it was my neighbor tied in someone’s home yard scenarios. I don’t know what. I was really sad, and tried my best to bark, roar and jump. At the moment I got rid of the chain, I didn’t care about anything. I only knew to run home, desperately and suffocated. Halfway, I saw a car driving out from the direction of home. I smell grandma’s taste, I know, Grandma certain on a bus and. I barked at the top of my voice and shouted to grandma in my words. Through the window of the car, I saw my grandma and that kind face leaving me. I kept chasing, kept barking, tears running down my canthus saxiang rolling flying loess. Neighbors were wiping tears aside. I knew that grandma would feel that I was calling her, and kindly calling her not to leave, not to leave. Grandma in the car was crying and calling my name. I chased far away, until the car disappear in my field of vision in. My grandma left me and went far away. From this moment, in my gray world, I gradually felt the coming of night. I came home silently. The door had already been locked, and the cat on the wall was meowing. I lay at the door quietly, waiting for the door to open. After the door was opened, I saw Grandma’s familiar face. My neighbor took me back to his home and tied me to his yard, giving me a large piece of steamed bun and bones. Besides being sad, I really don’t know what I can do to miss Grandma. Every cold night, I woke up from a dream, my dream nestled in Grandma feet, listening to Grandma crowd and laughing in, and cat chasing. But after waking up, cold blow away my tears, I had to softly barking a few grandma, want her to hear my call, in order to comfort I sad mood. Later, neighbors too I won’t janitor, sold me to the neighboring village people, neighboring village people and I sold to other place. After several rounds of turnover, I was sold to many places without my grandma’s company and faced the danger of being slaughtered at any time. After about a year, I got rid of the iron chain, escaped the fate of being bought and sold, and started my wandering life. I sniffed the direction of my home, wandering and searching all the way. The stars and the moon accompany me. Wind, frost and rain and snow are my quilts. I just want to go home and go back to my grandma. Day morning, I felt her back, close to me close. I kept running, sniffing the direction of home. I can’t remember how long I ran, how far I ran, my claws were worn out, my ears were frozen stiff, and my body was scratched. I only knew that I ran home and ran without scruple. Finally smell taste of home, finally home door. Then I wish door open, can see grandma familiar figure. At dawn, I lay down at the door of my house, waiting for my grandma to open the door for me. Suddenly, my grandmother’s second grandson appeared in front of me. He was shocked by my appearance, but he didn’t run towards me happily. He slowly approached me, crouched down to stroke my head, hold me to his side, sound sobbing. I don’t know what happened. The warm embrace made me miss it. I lowered my head, shook my tail and drilled into his arms. His cry became louder, breaking all the silence in the morning. I began to smell the smell of grandma more and more clearly, the familiar smell of my dream. I started keenly aware that, Grandma back, Grandma back. I break free from his arms, towards grandma unique flavor running in the direction of the, kept running, frantically running. When I got to the village, although it is still Daybreak, village are gathered a lot of people, were in the middle also parked two cars, I reaffirmed tell myself, grandma certain in the car, certain. I began to bark at the car at the top of my voice, shouting at Grandma at the top of my voice, hoping that Grandma could hear me. Through the window, I saw the car grandma’s son, my other son, three son, eldest daughter, little daughter, and great-grandchildren, they New Year not coming upon but returns at this time, and I, but can’t see grandma. I cried louder, regardless of everything. All silent, eldest daughter little daughter suddenly wailed out loud, with my ferocious barking, rang through the morning. The car slowly drove to the door, and the rusty door was opened. It is the yard I am familiar with, the smell I am familiar with, the Mazar of my grandfather, the cattail fan of my grandmother, everything I am familiar with …… I am constantly enjoying in the yard, with my tears, I kept playing happily. Suddenly thought grandma came back, I was even more excited to sahuan. Smelling the familiar smell, I only saw the familiar figure of Grandma. More and more people began to crowd in the yard, and there had never been more people in these years. The two cars stopped at the gate all the time without any movement, and the smell of my familiar grandma was still in that car. That group of people seemed to be discussing something, but each grim expression, two grandson sitting in the corner of the yard still sobbing. I began to realize something was wrong. I didn’t want anything else. I just wanted to see my grandmother and my grandmother. The door of the car was opened, and a big box covered with red cloth was carried down to the biggest old house in the yard. Everyone wiped tears and nobody spoke. Smelling the familiar smell, I lay down under the box for three days and nights. I didn’t realize that I would never see Grandma again until the moment the box was buried in the soil on the fourth day, never. Those three days and nights were the most dependable three nights I had slept in these two years. I didn’t have to worry about the rain and snow getting wet and other partners bullying me, don’t worry about what to eat tomorrow. I will think of the days I lived with my grandparents, my grandfather’s old dry smoke, my grandmother’s millet porridge, the chicken claws my second grandson bought for my grandfather, and the cat, think of door bullpen and cattle, with sheepfold sheep, yard by I catch-up chicks, think own trampled flowers of rape, will think of grandma of red cabinet, think of that old guillotine, think and Grandma sleeping with a room own big grunts, think of yesterday’s sunset through bullpen and Gap, shines on waving guillotine of grandma’s face, grandma sweat side face …… and all of all, will just recalled. In this home I have been here for six years, I will be with six years of vicissitudes old. And this home is no longer a home, and I thought, I will with old house tiles on Sunset with falling, no longer wake up. I will leave with a smile, accompany my grandparents and repay everything they have given me! End Leng Jun: I am the second grandson in the article. One month before my college entrance examination, my grandfather passed away, and I didn’t see the last one. He walked in pain and sadness. In addition to tears, I put his favorite chicken claws in his coffin. In this year, Chinese fourth day, Grandma without warning died, and I cannot see Finally side. She left very suddenly, very helpless. I have already cried, leaving more thoughts on human feelings. When I was young, I am my grandfather raised goats and milked them. At that time, we leaned on Grandpa’s back and kept sheep in the mountains with Grandpa, asking grandpa to dig out bird nests and catch pheasants for me. We drove a flock of sheep to the sheep market …… our relationship with grandpa was greater than that of our parents. Later grew up, to go abroad to study, again when I return to hometown was in high school, Grandpa grandma is well white-haired. There are no strong people in the family, which is a realistic problem that every village faces. Grandparents, a dog, a cat, so live that. My grandparents have five children, but few of them come back. I don’t want to say too much about them. Before college, I spent three lunar new year at home. Once with my grandparents, twice with my grandma, I will never forget the cold scene in my home when thousands of families were brightly lit and laughing, and I will never forget my grandfather’s illness and pain that he couldn’t fall asleep, I will never forget grandma staring at the TV and watching the advertisement alone, and I will never forget! Blame was own no power to change these, now grown up, but all past all. At that time, I would think a lot of things when I knelt in front of grandma’s mourning hall and looked at the people who were wearing white filial piety outside the door. Maybe we everyone faces these, everyone will have a lot words said. Even though there are too many regrets and discontent, I only hope that as children, social youth and future fathers and mothers, we can make up for these. At least, in my parents, no more grandparents such alonely. Like (prose editor: Shu Kuang) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. 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