Over the years, my grandfather was the one who took me to school. Therefore, I am very close to him. This year, my grandfather is nearly seventy years old. His hair was more white than half. I love stroking his long, silver and white beard. The grandfather was tall but his skin had wrinkled over the years. His face is oblong, angular. Deep, dark brown eyes often look at me affectionately. He loves me very much, he often takes me out to eat, to eat, to buy things. Each time I obeyed, he patted my head and told me to grow up to be a handsome, talented young man like he was when he was young. I just laughed and then fell into his heart.