When grandma no longer has enough physical strength and can no longer do a lot of housework, I feel that grandma is getting old.

In the past, grandma was always busy wiping tables, wiping cabinets, and even the wooden floors, lying on the ground and wiping them bit by bit. In order to get rid of the dust on the ceiling, she climbed up and down, moved chairs and cabinets, leaving no trace of dust behind.

But during the Chinese New Year this year, grandma said to my father hesitantly: "If you have time, help me clean the lamp." Her expression was like that of a child who had done something wrong. A few days later, grandma said again: "I bought a mop. The mop handle can be stretched. It makes cleaning the house much easier. I don't have to move a stool. I can just stand under it and wipe it." She sighed again, "I'm getting old. , I’m just afraid of falling, alas!”

My grandma used to prepare a big table every time she cooked, and she would have all kinds of chicken, duck, and fish. From time to time, she would find recipes and learn them, and give us some variations. , it gives me a real treat every time. Grandma and grandpa used to be able to make dumplings for the whole family.

Nowadays, there are still a few dishes on the dinner table. When it comes to dumplings, parents have to go home early to help. Grandma watched blankly, but couldn't intervene. Finally, she said: "Let's make less dumplings in the future. It's too tiring and the children are busy."

When I was a child, my grandma could lift me high with just two feet. Now when I got home, she rushed over to hug me and tried hard to pick me up, but after trying for a long time, she only carried my clothes.

Grandma patted me on the back and said, "Growing up, grandma can't hold me anymore." I couldn't help but think of her figure flipping on the parallel bars, and suggested, "How about we go out for a walk? Grandma waved her hands repeatedly: "No, I have already walked around the community." She also told me very carefully: "Be careful when you walk in circles. I almost fell when I was walking in circles." She patted her chest in shock as she spoke. I raised my head, looked at my grandma's silver hair and wrinkled face, and sighed secretly.

"The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop; the child wants to be nourished but cannot be loved." Only now do I really feel the profound meaning of this sentence. From now on, I hope I can live happily every day with my grandma, forever.