Deep in the old alley, the bells of the grocery store jingled, hiding the details and tenderness of my grandma's life. She was once a girl who was forced to grow up in troubled years. She relied on her strength to support her life, but in front of her children and grandchildren, she hid all her edge and was only filled with care.
In the small courtyard, she raised chickens, ducks, cats and dogs, and guarded every little creature with a hard mouth and a soft heart; she filled the two refrigerators with homemade meals, and used bowls and plates full of labels to hide the obsession that her children and grandchildren would not have enough to eat; in front of the TV in the corner of the grocery store, she watched the fixed drama series, hiding the simplest joy in her drowsiness.
From the daily fireworks in the grocery store to the joy of life in the small courtyard, from the love hidden in the refrigerator to the companionship in front of the screen, the tenacity and softness of grandma are reflected in the words, as well as the silent protection and attachment of the family. Those tiny moments in ordinary days are pieced together into the most touching moments, telling the story of the simplest and longest love in ordinary years.
Purpose: To convey the beauty of ordinary life - not to chase the grandeur, but to praise the warmth and stability in daily life with fireworks