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   This weekend, I indulged myself in a television series named "Where is happiness". I was deeply impressed by the leading characters. The real life scenarios and the love depicted in the program were so touching that brought tears to my eyes again and again. After the last episode, all at once I was caught in homesickness. The aged mother of the hero reminded me of my grandmother because of the stupendous similarities between them. I wonder if she is suffering from that bad cough again? For there is something wrong with her throat, which results in her cough this time of every year, but nothing can be done to help it.

     That respectable mother who sacrificed all her life for her son finally died before she could really have a good rest and enjoy her late year, A Tradegy Again! If I were the director, I would have given her life a happy ending , yet I am not. Fortunately enough, it threw light to me that I can be the director of the world around me . I can change something even by doing some trivial things to my grandmother: Offering my willing ears when she needs someone to talk with.(How shameful it is that I often turned a deaf ear to what she said to me ,sometimes even felt tired and sick of her never-ending old story) Never save my language when staying with her. maybe it can help her out from the terrible feeling of loneliness and neglect. Communication can always work magic for old people.

     Now I have the mental image that : in the front yard,a skinny,hunchbacked figure is sitting quietly on the chair, looking far into the distance with something elusive in her eyes .OH! she need your care and comfort . Don't delay what you can do now until it is too late, or you will regret all your life not talking to her too often, not doing something that may seem easy for you, but mean a lot to her, a strong voice ring in my ears. I decided right off the bat that I will visit her next weekend , and share my school life with her.I must tell her by action  that she has always been in my heart.