I lived with my grandparents when I was a child, for my parents were busy working that time. Although they did not have much time to accompany me, I still had a carefree and enjoyable childhood. I was not lonely at all.

 Years wrinkle their skin cruelly. I can also remember their smiling eyes and at that time, the wrinkles were not that much and apparent and black hair turned into off-white gradually. When I was in my primary school, my older female cousin came to live with us together. Our grandparents had to pay more attention to us. We shared a bed, shared a shower, shared food and even clothes, which sometimes also gave rise to conflicts which were inevitable. As time goes by, both happiness and sadness have become  unforgettable memory, which deserves to be cherished forever. 

 Now, she is a nurse after her graduation and I also leave our hometown for study. We feel so sorry that both of us have no time to keep our grandparents company though they always try their best to understand and comfort us. To our relief, they both are very healthy and I really wish it can last forever.