Tomorrow is my grandmother’s birthday. If she is still alive, then tomorrow should be her 106th birthday. However, in fact, my grandmother has spent 32 spring and autumn days in heaven. I miss her very much in this quiet midnight. I remembered the birthday night she had spent on the westward train that she had told you many times before her death. It was on August 26th of 1962. My mother, who worked in Xi’an, lied to her grandparents in Shanghai and sent a telegram that she was sick and hospitalized because she was homesick, I hope my grandmother can visit her in Xi’an. After receiving the telegram, the unknown grandmother immediately bought a train ticket and took the westward train of that day, starting the only long journey in her life. My grandmother, who was so sad that she couldn’t get in all the way, attracted the attention of many passengers in the same carriage at dusk. Everyone asked my grandmother with concern why she was so worried? After knowing the situation, the enthusiastic companions comforted her one after another. Especially when my grandmother told everyone that today was her birthday, there was a sound of congratulations in the whole carriage, and my grandmother became everyone’s relatives at once. In this warm family, this one brought fruits and the other gave cakes. The children sang and danced around her, wishing her good health and happy birthday, when the conductor also knew my grandmother’s birthday, he also specially took care of the chef of the dining car to make a large bowl of birthday longevity noodles for her …… what a touching scene! My grandmother also remembered a young man in Shanghai who also worked in Xi’an all her life. Since my grandmother was illiterate, I didn’t know whether the real name of this young man in Shanghai was Shi Yulong or Shi Yuelong? I can only try to spell out his name according to Grandma’s accent. It was he who took care of my grandmother all the time during the journey of dozens of hours. After the bus arrived at Xi’an station, he still enthusiastically escorted my grandmother to the unit where my mother worked. I remember that every time my grandmother narrated this unforgettable experience, she would sigh affectionately whether I could see him again in this life? There are deep thoughts and gratitude in the tone …… in fact, this respectable and lovely Shanghai young man in those years should be an old man in his seventies now. Tomorrow is my grandmother’s birthday. I believe that my grandmother in heaven will surely hope for me and let me express my heartfelt gratitude to the old man in Shanghai named SHIYULONG’ on behalf of her, I am grateful to all the respectable and admirable companions who brought infinite happiness to my grandmother’s birthday on the westward train. Yes, I deeply love my kind grandmother! I also sincerely love all those sincere and selfless people!
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