Today a kind and ordinary old man left, my grandfather.

It was pouring rain outside, although it was already late at night, but Pearl, a city that never sleeps, never stopped her pace, and the special place of the train station seemed more crowded and noisy, and the air was oozing with all kinds of strange smells. The Mid-Autumn Festival is two days away, and there are a lot of people in a hurry, so I am not in the mood to think too much, so after taking the ticket, I hurried into the crowd and stepped on the train.

I only bought the last three standing tickets, but luckily I still had empty seats as soon as I got on the bus, as if they were reserved for me. The carriage was crowded with people, and the seats on the plywood were lined up with bags under them, and the rest of the people sitting in a circle with small benches were a different story, which was a different view. The people in the carriage seemed to be full of tiredness, and each had their own thoughts.

And just like that, thousands of people crammed into this long, narrow little box and made the journey home. What awaits them is the joy and laughter of reunion. And I also went home, went back to see my grandfather, the train in the middle of the night, it was dawn when I got home, I really hope that when I get home, my grandfather can wake up and have lunch with all of us, and the day after tomorrow we will have a Mid-Autumn Festival together.

I'm 22 years old. I just put down my textbooks and got back to work. Looking back now, how much time did you spend with your family? I never thought about my family when I was playing crazy outside, and I didn't even make a few phone calls. I now have my own circle, my own social network, my own work, and my friends, but I rarely think about the people behind me who have silently worked for me. I suddenly remembered a sentence, a grain of rice can support a benefactor, and a bucket of rice can support an enemy. I found out that I was born to collect debts from my parents. To be honest, my family is not in good health, and I have not been considerate of them many times. I found that I was actually a white-eyed wolf when I said it bluntly, and I had a good life since I was a child, and I didn't know how to be grateful, and I took the love of my family for granted.

Just graduated, the old Communist Party no longer pays subsidies, everything depends on itself. I can only support myself every month, and I don't have more. Later, I found out that there are very few people in the society who are good to you, and sometimes you find that people who are good to you may also have this or that purpose. At home, I can lose my temper whenever I want, and outside you will find that your temper is not good, but it puts you in a difficult situation. You will find that if you go to a convenience store for a dime less, the merchant will not give you something.

It's 12:22 a.m., and it's the next day. I arrived in Lu City at about half past five, and it was almost seven or eight o'clock when I got home. The distance between me and my grandfather is far more than these seven or eight hours, but a gap that cannot be crossed. Since then, no one has been able to call me grandpa. Unfortunately, my grandfather left before I got home. Two days ago, I was still thinking about having a phone call with my grandfather, but I don't know why I didn't call sooner. Last night, my mother told me that my grandfather was a little confused, and she was still talking about Minzi and Tiantian when everyone arrived. It's really sad to think about it now, I never saw the last of my grandfather, and I didn't even hear a voice. I couldn't help but cry and snot on the train, which was particularly embarrassing. Suddenly, I hated working in a different place, I hated that it took so long for the train to get home, and I hated why I rushed home so late.

Looking back, in the past 20 years, I have never bought a single thing for my grandparents, my grandparents, my filial piety, and I have not cherished the time together. My grandfather was ordinary in his life, he had never done anything against his conscience, and the neighbors had always praised his grandfather for being a good man, but how could such a good man be willing to torture him to death when he was old? I remember that when I was diagnosed with stomach cancer last year, it was already at an advanced stage, and soon I couldn't eat, and then I went to Lu City for surgery, and the doctor did not recommend chemotherapy, so I put a clip in my grandfather's throat and could barely eat. The family was very worried, they never thought that such a strong old man would have this disease, and my aunt said that even if my grandfather fell and died, it would be better than this. I remember when I went back last month, I saw my grandfather, who was so thin that only bones remained, his feet were very swollen, his body was a little ulcerated, and there was a round skull hole near his temple. When I went home this time, I thought that I could spend the last Mid-Autumn Festival with my grandfather, but I didn't expect my grandfather to leave in such a hurry.

Suddenly, I also hope that the night can be longer, and I don't want to go back to see the tearful faces of my family, nor do I want to look at the cold crystal. I hope that time can be turned back a few years, I am still in junior high school and high school, I hope that the people around me will not leave me, simple and happy, my grandfather is still there, and my parents are not old.

No matter how many words there are, no one who closes his eyes can hear them. I hope there will be no more regrets in the future.

Forgive my granddaughter, my grandfather.

After a tired night, I got off the train and got into the minivan home. The van master had dark skin, but his eyes were bright, and he shouted in a loud voice: "Have you ever gone to the Five Cities, you will leave immediately." "Wucheng is the place where I grew up, with mountains and rivers and simple people. Normally, I would have urged the master to ask when he was leaving, but now I really didn't even have the heart to speak, and I cried all night, and my tears seemed to run dry. The van was stuffed with 7 people before it started to set off, looking at the scenery flashing outside the window, there was no wave in my heart, and my soul seemed to flow away with tears, just like a picture of the walking dead. All the people around me, including the air, were so happy and full of joy, but I seemed out of place. The driver seemed to notice that something was wrong with me, and suddenly approached me and said: "There is nothing that cannot be passed, there is nothing to do if people live for decades, and if you say no, it will be gone." "It was as if the driver's words had a hypnotic effect, and I didn't know when I fell asleep with my head against the window. I don't know when I developed a habit, as long as I get on the bus, I can always get a good night's sleep by finding a window seat.

My grandfather's house was a dozen small bungalows made later, leaning against my uncle's house next to it. Originally, this family was also my grandfather's. My grandfather's body was placed in my uncle's house, covered with a white cloth, and my feet were stretched straight, it was the first time I had seen a dead man, but I was not afraid at all. As soon as I came back, my aunt held my hand, and when I saw my grandfather's body, I couldn't help but cry again. My aunt and aunt all came over, grabbed my shoulder and started crying. My grandfather had four children, and my mother was the third. My mother's family has a very good reputation in the village and is praised. When people are old and suffer this kind of suffering, their families are not happy. In the evening they spread a mat on the ground, and so it was over, and my mother also asked me to come down, saying that it was for my grandfather's vigil. At night, the door of the hall was open, the wind was blowing outside, and the family also lit an oil lamp under the body of my grandfather, and the oil lamp swayed with the wind, and my heart became nervous. Later, I said hello to my mother and went to the second floor, and went to sleep first. I don't think my grandfather is back, although I haven't seen you. But I thought to myself, there are probably a lot of things in this world that science can't explain. The next morning, I will go to the crematorium for cremation, and some of the fathers and villagers will also come out to send my grandfather to the next morning, and go to the mountain for burial in the afternoon. Many people say that grandpa is really good here, the weather forecast said that it would rain heavily today, and it would rain in the morning, and the funeral would suddenly not fall, your grandfather was really good, and even if he died, he had to think about others. My grandfather's cemetery is buried near the mountains and water, and they all say that the location is very good.

From then on, my grandfather could only live in his heart.