Time goes quietly through your finger points no matter something meanful happened to you or nothing comes into your life at all. While in our hearts might always live an unforgettable something or somebody. Although decades past, the somebody and something could reappear in your mind at a sunny afternoon or in the dark midnight.

Three years ago, I was reviewing my lessons in the classroom when my mother called. I answered and heard my mother sobbed her heart out. My grandfather left us and forever. Suddenly tears rolled down I comforted my mother that grandfather went to heaven and he would live a happy life there. I felt that something missing in my life.

For days I felt upset and couldn’t calm down before I know the news. I felt worried and I knew something bad would happen. Then I knew what it was.

Grandfather is such a kind person and he left quietly even wouldn’t like to bother any of us. I didn’t go back to his funeral because I couldn’t bear to apart a good person like him. I was grown up in my grandfather’s family. He told us children interesting stories and funny tongue twister created by him; we sit around the fire and listened to grandfather’s Story,

When I grown up and went to school, grandfather always asked me questions and saw how I was done in my study, he once told my mother that I will be a useful person in future. I think it was his encouragement that I went to university successfully. But now I couldn’t even go back to memorize him in front of his grave. I feel so ashamed of myself.

When I was in school grandfather always gave money to my mother, if mother refused, grandfather would get angry and said the money was not for my mother but for me. He was more than 80 at that time and cannot earn any money at all; I know he saved it from his life expense. I promised I will take care of him when I graduate from school, but he left so early that I even didn’t say a thanks to him.

Three years later after he gone, I still cannot go back to his anniversary. My mother called last night and said all my sisters went back from Beijing, my aunts said nothing to me and she might get angry at me either. I feel so far away from them, not in real distance, but in heart, a distance that I couldn’t go back anymore.