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The one who cares about me is you Essay 1 If I were the flowing wind, you would be the lingering sand; if I were the pattering raindrops, you would be the sparkling potholes; if I were hazy

In the moonlight, you are the shining star.

My dear, I have always known that you are the one who cares about me... On a quiet night, with the bright moon and few stars, I stood by the window, the cool breeze blew, and the night seemed to transform into your smiling face. You said, this

The world is becoming more and more prosperous.

We used to be together, laughing and running together, crying and reading novels together, and being silent together. Xiaojing, I know you still remember, how can you forget? I didn't cry when you left, because you said: I'm gone, although

I won't be able to do many things well in the future, but you have to believe that I will accompany you in unknown corners. Don't cry, okay? I am willing to turn into your tears.

Therefore, I have to learn to be strong, at least not to cry, because I can't bear to leave you.

Xiaojing, sometimes I wonder, you are so studious, so kind, and so well-behaved, how could God have the heart to terminate your life? I don’t want you to become an angel at all, I just want you to live.

Do you know? Sometimes when I fall asleep, I will see a little girl holding a dirty rag doll and crying sickly. Who is she? It is so white, a world filled with white, this

Is it my dream? It slowly took on color, "Stupid girl, why are you still like this when I'm not by your side? Do you want to make me angry?" Xiaojing pouted her mouth and shouted, "Oh, you are still such a child, learn from me.

Let's grow up!" I...did I see it wrong? I was stunned. Xiaojing's body slowly moved away, as transparent as bubbles, and her voice gradually became weak: "Smelly girl, I'm leaving! You have to take care of yourself..."

The pillow was soaked with tears.

If I were a river, you would be willing to dedicate every drop of water to gather with me; if I were a mountain, you would be willing to give every stone to help me grow; if I were a big tree, you would be willing to sacrifice every fertile soil to help me grow.

My dear, I have always known that the person who cares about me is you... The person who cares about me is you Essay 2 In one's life, one will meet tens of millions of people.

Some people make you grateful, some people make you admire, and some people make you respect.

But there are very few people who can make you care about them all the time.

Grandpa, how are you doing in heaven?

Mom said that you entrusted her with a dream, saying that you were living a very good life in heaven.

I often look at the sky, because that is where you live, and I often go back to the place where you used to live, because that is where my memories of you are buried.

Grandpa passed away around October last year.

I still remember that day, it rained, very, very hard... The rain was like my tears, coming very violently and out of control.

Grandpa, I often miss you now.

I used to be too willful.

Every time I have a holiday, my mother always wants me to go back to spend time with you and grandma, but I always refuse because I find it too boring, so I gradually resist going back.

I remember last summer vacation, my mother sent me back. After I went back, I kept making troubles and talked back to you from time to time. Sometimes I even turned off your TV, and you could only turn it on again.

Faced with my willfulness, you chose to be patient.

Because your legs are a bit rheumatic, grandpa, you have to use crutches wherever you go all year round. You can only walk little by little with the crutches. When I look at your back, no one notices that you are slowly getting older.

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Grandpa, do you still remember me when I was a child?

When I was a child, I always liked to follow you to the vegetable garden, just like your little tail, following you wherever you went.

When I was a kid, I always liked to run to the canteen. When I ran out of money, I would act like a coquettish girl and ask you for money.

Grandpa, I'm sorry. I used to be ignorant and always made you angry. I'm sorry.

Grandpa, I want to tell you: I am very happy to be your granddaughter in this life. In the next life, I also hope that you will be the grandpa who loves me the most.

As I write this, I can no longer control my tears, but isn’t this exactly how I care about you, grandpa?

You are the one who cares about me Essay 3 Your love for me is like countless stars, like the endless cutting of water. No matter when you were a child or when you grow up, you always insist on your original wish.

You came to my house when I was in kindergarten, taking me to and from school. When I asked for colorful food, you always peeled an egg and stuffed it into my mouth, and rode that squeaking bicycle.

, no matter the severe cold or scorching heat, you always rode that "broken" car. When I was a toddler, sitting in the car you rode and eating eggs became my greatest happiness.