The most precious gift I have received is a brief note, which my grandpa gave me before he passed away. The most important significance in this note is my grandfather’s concern. He was worried whether his grandson could live well and had a happy future even under the pain of lung cancer. When my grandfather’s days were numbered, I stood next to his sickbed. When he wrote down the note shakily, my tears welled up in my eyes. I know that, if I can’t treasure his love, I betray his expectation.
Why is the note a treasure? It’s because of the affection behind the scribbled characters.
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