Letter in the water----To my passing Grand father I’m here writing a letter that you really needn't to remember. So let it just floating through your soul or a trickle drop into the lake which deeply buried into your heart . For passing the several years I came to realized that if me or you or anyone could be among us ,we are coming to the world with a mission that is to understand some thing even at least one thing. If one did not ask the reason for a certain thing ,this will become a internal secret. A secret can be able to know but merely be given up. I still thinking of you not always but sometimes .You ,your eyes contain so much love and worry, care and unable. It had shock me when I saw you from long distance .I’m so afraid and shy to share with you .So I pretend. I sever a piece of apple and bring it into your mouth. Weakness and frailty ,your smile like a ripple when a leaf fling to the surface. But, it is me who can not hold myself, bead of tear pouring on my face . I’m so helpless. That is the last time we met, the final time we watched each other’s eyes. You passed away several days later when I’m alone .I was crying out at my top .A tortoise stretch out its neck as if knew everything, it used to be your pet .I’m in gloomy mood .Cry and tears burst out every time and every place as the wind, I can’t control . You must float up in the air, looking down upon the sky ,However, you just can see without talking to me, even give me an indicative dream to let me know you will be fine in the heaven. I can feel you around me ,you will protect me from hurt…