Everyone would like hanging on time, but who can keep the years? Grow up, Im away from home along with his father, grandmother seldom birthday. Her birthday one year, I bought her a tiny radio. Later, the mother said, feeling the small radio grandmother smiles, tears started to flow out. However, the grandmother in “strong like a child to come back,” the murmuring sound sick, very sick very heavy. I have not had time to see grandma one last time, when grandmother went to get that rush. Grandmother holding that tiny radio, in the “strong son, my child,” went the sound of the call, never to go … … in my next birthday, the grandmother never see that kind of smile , and there are only distraction that can not miss.