It has been a long time since my grandfather left me， but his smile is still clear to me。
It was 6 years ago that grandfather passed away because of a serious disease。 Only then did I realize how important my grandfather was to me。
I lived with my grandfather until he died。 In my memory， I felt much happier than any other child。 I still remember when I got the first place， my grandfather would take me to the restaurant in town to have a feast or buy me a gift。 I was so happy at that time when I stayed with him。
When my school held parents’ meetings， it was my grandfather who attended them every time。 I always saw smiles on his face when he heard my teacher praise me。 I knew my grandfather was proud of me。
He never criticized me even if I caused some trouble。 When I was sad， he would give me lots of help and told me some stories to educate me。 Though he was dead， I always dream about him。 In a dream， we walked along the street， and I held his hand and said “Grandpa， tell me a story。” Then， he touched my head gently and told me an inspiring story。
I love my grandfather and I miss him very much。 No matter how old I am， I know it’s my grandfather who gave me a lot of help in my life。