The affection between "I" and my grandfather in the article makes me envy. "I" is a naughty, curious and straightforward girl, and my grandfather is tolerant of all my actions. There is an insurmountable gap between me and my grandfather ... Grandpa is an overseas Chinese and seems to be a Malaysian politician. I only know that he is a very influential person, right there. I never met my grandfather before I was 8 years old, so I didn't have a happy time with my grandfather like "I" in the article. In my memory, grandpa was always so majestic that we were afraid, so I didn't say I was particularly close. However, maybe grandpa loves us. I only dare to use the word "maybe" because what he gives us is always material. Or this is his special way of loving us. However, in fact, I am a lucky child, because my grandfather once hugged me, even though I just sat on his lap, which is a right that only my little granddaughter can enjoy, so I am still happy and lucky!

In fact, in the end, I hate Grandpa, too. Why did he want to trust others but doubt his mother? Why did he dislike his father? Why did he verbally promise to send our five brothers and sisters to school until we didn't want to, but he didn't put it into action. He obviously has money to help others, but he doesn't want to help us go to school. ...

However, after that, I didn't hate it so much, or I didn't hate it, because maybe this is fate. Anyway, we should be grateful to him. Without grandpa, we can't stand on our own feet now. ...

(2)

The death of the reunion daughter-in-law is sad. In my opinion, the mother-in-law of the reunion daughter-in-law and those people in the village are ignorant and pathetic. They follow the traditional decadent idea that the harder they beat the reunion daughter-in-law, the better she will be. As a result, they tortured their reunited daughter-in-law to the grave. On the deathbed of the reunion daughter-in-law, they treated her by all means, and all means showed their ignorance, ignorance and superstition. I even think they are a little abnormal. First, they torture a person to death, and then they kill indirectly under the pretext of treating the disease. ...

This reminds me that the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law has been difficult to deal with since ancient times, and most of them have been passed down from generation to generation. The mother-in-law wanted her daughter-in-law to be good, so she didn't let her daughter-in-law be good at all costs and killed a person in the name of love. So sad!

(3)

People in rural areas like to judge and tell what to do. As long as one thing gets a little wind, the people in the village will fidget. Before Feng's wife, Sister Wang, became Feng's wife, people in the village were full of praise for her, but when they knew that she was with Feng's wife, all kinds of rumors poured in. What happened to Feng's crooked mouth? He just doesn't have a high position and a lot of gold and silver wealth. How do those people know that Sister Wang will not be happy with Feng's crooked mouth? Sometimes, the happiness piled up with money can't stand the wind and rain, but the true feelings spent together in hardships last longer.

Personally, I appreciate Feng's crooked mouth. He gave me sticky cakes, which was enough to show his warm heart; When his wife is working with a big belly, he will take the initiative to help her take over the work and not let her do it; When life is hard, he still doesn't forget to sell eggs to increase his wife's nutrition ... Maybe he doesn't have money, but he loves his wife and his family, and more often, love is more touching and happy than money, isn't it? Those folks, how can you say that Miss Wang didn't follow Feng because she didn't have eyes? What's more, when his wife died in childbirth, he didn't try his best to die, but tirelessly raised and took care of the children to make them live well. Generally, this is the responsibility and spirit that a man should have!

(4)

There are great similarities between the countryside in Hulan River Biography and my hometown, especially the local people, their styles and ideas. In my spare time, or when a few people get together, I start talking. They talked about their masters' affairs in every way, the feelings in the west, the sadness in the streets and the joy in the lanes, for fear that they had missed any little thing or person, and although they had nothing to do with them, they told them happily. People can talk about weddings, funerals and weddings, about a person's 18 ancestors, and about a family's parents. In short, people talk about everything. Even sometimes, I feel that people are too cold. When talking about some people's unfortunate experiences, some people will be lucky enough to laugh; When it comes to some people's good luck, some people will gnash their teeth and express their disdain or dissatisfaction with harsh words, while others will envy them and feel inferior. ...

In such a small village, a person will talk about one thing for a long time. In such a small village, people are very simple, work at sunrise and rest at sunset, so they live a dull life. Adults worry about nothing more than their children's marriage and housing, generation after generation ... in such a small village, gods are above everything else, and it is not allowed to sacrifice to them casually. In such a small village, everything is actually very simple, simple heart, simple work, happiness and simplicity. ...