My happy childhood was spent on my grandfather’s shoulders.

At that time, I was my grandfather’s first grandchild. My tall and burly grandpa likes to take me shopping. "Come on, grandpa, squat down, Qingqing, sit on the horse!", with a shout, I, wearing a skirt and still staggering when walking, staggered out of the back room. Outside the door, on Grandpa's shoulders, is the peak of my greatest fascination as a child.

Walking among the bustling crowd, with my grandfather holding me high on his shoulders, I was like a general returning in triumph, proudly accepting the attention of passers-by around me.

"Old Zeng, my grandson is so old, so well-behaved."

Every time I hear this, my grandpa’s loud voice bursts into hearty laughter. "Haha, yes, I have grown up, so good!"

As a result: Grandpa's waist became straighter; the steps under his feet took longer; I on my shoulders, Being pushed up higher by grandpa. At this time, I was completely confused by all this, and was stunned by the sudden speed and height. One small hand tightly hooked my grandfather's neck, and the other small hand pointed far ahead, and my little foot moved towards my grandfather's chest. Stomping around, "Grandpa, bag,...eat". Grandpa, who was strangled and breathless, used one hand to support his waist, and the other hand tightly grasped my little hand, and he seemed to be running towards the bun shop on the street.

When I was 7 years old, my parents divorced and I was sentenced to be raised by my mother. My one-year-old brother stayed in the warm home that originally belonged to me.

The moment when I was crying hysterically, my mother forced me out of the house. Grandpa let go of the hand of grandma who had already burst into tears, and came to my side calmly. Without saying a word, he touched my head, lifted me high above my head, and supported me on his shoulders. "Don't cry Qingqing, let's go to the circus."

At that time, there was a circus troupe in our town and there were wonderful performances every afternoon. Sitting on my grandfather's warm shoulders, watching the wonderful performance, I forgot my worries and clapped my hands happily.

"Grandpa, the circus is so beautiful." I bent down and looked at Grandpa and smiled, and Grandpa also looked at me and smiled.

Suddenly, a few drops of cold water fell on my little hands...

"Grandpa, it's raining, and the rain has wet my hands."

"It's not raining yet. You are sitting on Grandpa's shoulders, and Grandpa's heart is warm."

Sitting on Grandpa's shoulders, as a young and happy me, how could I ever understand Grandpa? The pain in my heart! Grandpa's shoulders were the happiest harbor in my childhood.

In the following days, I was studying alone in Changsha. My grandfather and grandson lived in different parts of the world, spending less time together and more time apart. In this rush of gatherings and separations, I grew up slowly, but my grandpa grew older. After several years of separation, my grandfather’s thick and broad shoulders, my happiest harbor, gradually became blurred in my memory. When I think about my father's family choosing my younger brother over me, I can't help but feel a touch of sadness in my heart.

But a small incident that happened a few months ago made me deeply regret my ruthlessness and unfilial piety.

It was an evening in October this year. My grandfather came uninvited from his hometown and came to the dormitory to look for me.

"Why are you here? Who asked you to come? Why didn't you say hello to me before you came?"

Youth is always accompanied by rebellion, and I am no exception. Following a series of questions, grandpa looked at me hesitantly, dully, and blankly, forgetting how to answer for a moment.

"Your aunt read what you wrote on the computer and told me the situation. Your grandma is worried."

Huh, how corny. "If you write something on a computer, it's called a QQ personalized signature." I glanced disdainfully at the hunched old man in front of me.

"Auntie said you like celebrities. Can chasing stars be a living thing? Celebrities are also human beings, they just have a gorgeous packaging." At this point, grandpa's brows wrinkled, as if chasing stars was a person. Behavior with serious consequences.

What do you know? There is really a generation gap between two generations. I talk about it as soon as it comes. When I thought of this, a trace of boredom flashed through my heart. Coupled with the previous resentment towards my father and his family, I slammed the bedroom door and rushed out. I refused to look back despite my grandfather shouting loudly behind me.

It is getting late, and rain is falling from the sky. Walking alone on campus, I let the rain wash away my worries, and my heart gradually became calmer. I suddenly realized how irrational it was to close the door just now. With an apology, I couldn't help but worry about grandpa: It's raining, grandpa is so late, is he still in school now? He won't be mad at me, right? Where will he sleep tonight? …

When I was a child, my grandfather’s love for me was as vivid as a movie replay. It grabbed my heart and made me feel heartbroken.

With tears in my eyes, in the rain, I searched for my grandpa all over the campus, crying and shouting. The rain was getting heavier and heavier. In the corner of the dormitory, I vaguely saw a familiar figure under the eaves. Holding a big bag on his chest, he stood facing the wall. The raging rain swept across his back mercilessly.

"Grandpa, Grandpa!" My cry seemed so feeble in the rain.

"Qingqing, I'm grandpa!" He turned around, quickly took off his coat, and walked towards me in three steps and two steps. Covering his grandfather's clothes, I was protected from the heavy rain. The pain was overwhelming, and Grandpa’s face was covered with rainwater, and his hair and trousers were also wet. At this time, I could no longer restrain my emotions and threw myself into my grandfather's arms, feeling unbridled pain.

"Qingqing, don't cry! Qingqing cries, grandpa feels uncomfortable." I trembled all over, with tears in my eyes, I turned my back and wiped away my tears, because I didn't want grandpa to know that I cried... ...I raised my head and looked at my grandfather carefully: he had half-white hair, his face was full of exhaustion, and his face seemed pale and pale. Water droplets dripped from his head, dripped on his clothes, and also dripped on my heart. . I couldn't hold back my tears again and leaned on Grandpa's shoulder, tears streaming down my face...

"Grandpa, what's wrong with your shoulder?" There were two deep blood-red marks clearly printed on Grandpa's right shoulder. Indentation.

"It's okay. I was carrying something on my back and was pressed. I got off the bus at the South Bus Station and took several trains but couldn't find your school. Then I just walked here."

< p>Grandpa was afraid that I would worry about the scar on his shoulder, so he put his wet shirt on the injured shoulder. He thrust the parcel into my hand. "Here is 10 kilograms of sesame and bean flour that grandma has ground for you. You can give half of it to your classmates. Build a good relationship with your classmates in the dormitory and take care of each other more, so you won't miss home. There is also a bag of apples, two A sweater..."

I lowered my head and choked with sobs. The warm light coming from the dormitory building illuminated Grandpa and me. What kind of happiness and warmth is this, a warm current flows through my heart. The two deep blood-red indentations on Grandpa’s shoulders have been deeply engraved in my heart! Grandpa’s shoulders will always be my happiest harbor!

"Ah, good... Qingqing has grown up, don't worry, grandpa!" He hesitated, tears falling from the corners of his eyes.

I saw my grandpa crying again, and I wiped his tears carefully. I understood that in my so-called concept of my father's family, I was originally a member of the midterm. My grandfather's shoulders were filled with the endless love of my family for me; and my heart was locked with the deep love of my grandparents and grandchildren. Deep love!

How stupid I am!

It was a rainy early autumn night, and the light rain falling in the sky baptized my heart. It was the first time in my life that I spent in Changsha, thousands of miles away from home, with the care of my relatives. night.

Leaning on Grandpa's shoulder and looking at the quiet sky, I have all the happiness!

Grandpa’s shoulders are my eternal harbor of happiness!

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