August 15th

I went to my grandmother's home and we visited my grandfather's tomb a few days ago. My grandfather died when I was 10 years old. It was a first time for me that my imminent people dies. So I cried bitterly with grief. He was a very smart person and he worked hard after his retirement age. I respected him very much. And he was kind to me. I liked him. I remembered when he lived. I never forget my memory with him from now on.

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