Grandpa, you left in such a hurry, without a single word. Once, your broad hand held mine as we walked through streets and alleys. With you by my side, my childhood was full of joy. But now, the old rocking chair sits empty, and your figure is gone from the courtyard. I never got the chance to tell you the funny stories or share my achievements. That regret has become a heavy stone in my heart. Grandpa is gone, and I'll never see him again...
