I can't remember the date. Grandpa came to pick me up from school. Then grandpa said, "Come, grandpa will help you with your schoolbag." He said with a faint smile. He held out a hand and motioned for me to take my schoolbag. But at this time, just a casual glance, let me see grandpa's rough hands, full of cracks. I can't help thinking sourly, "Grandpa is so tired that he goes out early and comes back late every day. I still carry it myself! " So I took my grandfather's hand and said, "I'll carry it." (You can omit 500 words here, and write how you and grandpa are fighting to carry the schoolbag. ) We held hands and went home happily.
Although this is only a small matter, I realized my grandfather's deep love and sincere concern for me. Yes, family ties don't have to be vigorous, even a little thing can make people feel warm and happy.