My grandmother

When I was boy, my parents were busy on working, so they did not have time to take care of me, so they sent me to my grandmother side. My grandmother lived in a small town in south of China where it is always raining, but not cold. I liked to go outside at a little rainy day, playing with my little friends from my neighbor. We ran across all the small streets, not caring about the rain. Sometimes I liked to step on the shallow place with water, just for fun. But behind me, there was always a person. She tottered and took the umbrella and put it above my head, but her half shoulder was wet by rain. This is my grandmother, at that time. I don't know what the happiness is. Maybe the happiness is the my grandmother's half wet shoulder.

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