Meeting you in the square dance is my eyes.

"You are my eyes, show me the changes of the four seasons; You are my eyes, take me through the crowded crowd; You are my eyes, taking me to read the vast sea of books. Because you are my eyes, let me see the world in front of me. " Accompanied by this familiar song, my thoughts returned to my grandmother's time.

Grandma didn't go to school for a few days, but she knows all the principles of being a man. It's not that someone deliberately taught her, but that she was born simple and kind. Grandma lived all her life and suffered a lot physically. In that patriarchal era, grandma was bullied by my great-grandmother, but she never complained and swallowed her words. But that doesn't mean she is weak. She won't bow like anyone except her relatives. Especially after she gave birth to her mother and grandmother, she will always protect them and will not let them suffer any injustice: grandma is stronger.

After my mother gave birth to me, my grandmother spoiled me even more, even a little, but my grandmother didn't let me be unruly and willful. She patiently taught me how to be a man.

Last summer vacation, I went to my grandmother's house to play. I was eating when I heard someone knocking at the door. I hurried to open the door. After opening the door, I saw a strange old woman. Before I could speak, the old woman came in happily, stuffed me with a basket of cooked edamame and said to me, "Take it to your grandmother!" She doesn't have much help around here. " I said thank you and sent her out. I won't know until I ask grandma. It turned out that my grandmother helped others water the flowers. I was very moved after listening to it.

Another sunny morning, grandma took me to play in the fields. I walked and jumped along the way, catching butterflies and dragonflies and leaving my grandmother far away. Tired of running, I went back to find my grandmother and found her squatting on the ground, absorbed in digging something. I ran over and asked, "Grandma, what are you digging?" Grandma looked up wearily, and I saw beads of sweat on her nose. "Oh, dig some wild vegetables. Grandma Zhang next door loves to eat, and she can't forget the taste. Just dig a little. "

The burning sun shines on us and in my heart; Grandma's sweat dripping on the ground also moistened my heart; Every little thing grandma did for others was deeply imprinted in my heart.

Grandma, you are my eyes, which brought me to know the innocent heart; You are my eyes, bringing me the warmth of love; You are my eyes, let me see the true meaning of life. Because you are my eyes, let me see the most pure and selfless feelings in the world, right beside me.