diary2 Today is the eve of the Spring Festival. My brother and I hung the red spring banners this afternoon, which reminded me of the same old days with my father, who I really missed in these days. After dinner, I tried to talk to my grandpa, who I seldom have spare conversations with. But I am so curious about his former life, his school, his first love, his career, and if he has, his regrets. He is 70 years old and goes through lots of things in his life. I wondered if there any regrets in his whole life. He said that the most regretful thing is he couldn’t t go to school after the death of his father when he was only 11 years old. Since then, his mom took care of my grandpa and his other three siblings, making them do the farm work without continuing the formal education. “Knowing how to write is so interesting and fun. But I can’t do that anymore since then, I feel so disappointed.” My grandpa just said. Even though the hard situation, he tried to read and learn some new things during his spare time. Times fly, now my grandpa is still a farmer, but also a worker in the cotton industry. His life is a little busy but well-organized. I hope that he can be happier. Taking my grandparents to travel to Beijing is my wish, which I hope can be done this year of the pig.