Grandpa is one of the people I respect the most. He is kind, kind and has a decent thought. Now, his advanced nature is reflected in every word and action. After I joined the party after I joined the work, it was inseparable from my grandfather's influence. The organization talked to me once and asked me about my motivation for joining the party. I thought about it carefully and told the organization sitting opposite that the first motivation was to inherit my grandfather's advancedness.

Grandpa has a pair of glasses, but I still haven't figured out what kind of mirror it is. Maybe it's an ordinary reading glasses! Since I can remember, there have been such glasses that look old and placed on Grandpa's radio. The glasses are slightly disabled, as if a leg is broken. In my memory, the leg has been repaired, and then folded, but in short, it has not been intact.

It lay quietly on that modern electronic device, sometimes covered with dust. Because sometimes grandpa seemed to have forgotten it...

Although the legs of the glasses were broken, my grandfather never discarded it. At some point, a rope was tied to the legs of the glasses, which was used to put them on and put them on the scalp, so that the glasses were firmly attached to the face. Sometimes, I saw my grandfather wearing his glasses, looking a little funny. Behind the glasses, there was a pair of extremely serious eyes hidden. Grandpa was focused on a calendar, and from beginning to end, grandfather had an expression, without joy or sorrow. No wonder, there was no wonderful ups and downs on the calendar.

I heard from my grandma once that my grandfather had never been to school, but my grandfather liked studying very much and learned to write through self-study. By the beginning of liberation, he was still the head of the brigade of our village and often wrote various speeches and materials. This background of my grandfather forced me to be respectful. Sometimes when I saw that pair of glasses, I remembered a spirit, just like the spirit of living that my grandfather had when he was alive. A person may have many shortcomings and shortcomings, but when he was alive, he had to have a spirit. Then this person was valuable.

A few days ago, I passed by a street stall, and an old man sold all kinds of reading glasses. When my grandfather was alive, I was very eager to buy a pair of reading glasses for my grandfather and replace the broken glasses of my grandfather. But what disappointed me was that I never did it. I was always guilty in my heart. Why can’t I buy a pair of glasses for him? He must want a pair of new glasses. If my grandfather could wear me and buy glasses, his heart would definitely be very warm. But this warmth never appeared. I kept blaming myself and asking myself. Is it because a pair of glasses worth it? It is definitely not. If you reduce your sucking time, you can buy a pair of new glasses for my grandfather. Talking about one thousand ten thousand times, a pair of glasses has become a regret for a lifetime!

I have never asked my grandfather about the origin of that pair of glasses. But I have seen photos of my father and the second-degree young man. They always wore glasses when taking pictures. I guess that my grandfather’s glasses should have been eliminated by my father or the second-degree young man. The reason why my grandfather cherishes glasses that are missing is the main reason for his deep love for his son! I wonder if my father and I have observed the pair of glasses that have accompanied my grandfather for the rest of his life. The glasses carry pure fatherly love.

My regret may also be a kind of fulfillment, and my father's love has never weakened when it is poured into the frame of that pair of glasses.

If I could have a conversation across the air, I would like to ask my grandfather a question.

Grandpa, do you want a new pair of glasses?
Chapter completed!