Those Things

When I was a child, I always pestered my grandma to tell me stories. Although my grandma was an old rural lady with little education and didn't know a few Chinese characters, she could be said to be an old lady who knew astronomy, geography, and people's hearts. Many of the stories my grandma told me have not even been heard by my parents. Maybe this also explains my grandma's feelings for me. Growing up, I admired and doubted many of the things my grandma said. When I reached a certain age, I seemed to understand a lot of principles of life and work from my grandma's stories. Maybe it was because I wanted to commemorate my grandma. I have the idea, but what to write about? After thinking about it, I found that wanting to write a story and actually writing a story are really two different things. No matter how well you think about it, when I actually picked up the pen, I didn't know what to write. By chance, I learned that an uncle of mine who was not too far away came back to our hometown after his retirement. Whenever he had nothing to do, he took a small notebook and wrote some things about our hometown's customs and customs. It was said that he was writing a memoir about the things that were wrong with his parents. My cousin became famous and returned to his hometown. The era he lived in was also a wonderful era. I think his story must be very exciting. However, I have never had the opportunity to discuss this matter with him, nor have I read his masterpieces. However, it gave me a direction for writing. How about I write some true stories. Even if I don't get the appreciation of readers, I think it can be a carrier for future generations to review my family's history.