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I often think of my grandpa and grandma. When I was young, their lives were the support I relied on the most. Now, although they have both passed away for many years, those memories remain vivid.
Grandpa and Grandma never received much formal education. Most of their lives were spent working. When they were young, they supported the family by doing recycling and cleaning work. According to my father, Grandpa would wake up very early every day, ride his old, worn-out motorcycle to collect recyclables, and only return home in the evening.
Grandma stayed at home as a housewife, occasionally helping with cleaning jobs as well. Earning money was not easy for them, yet they never complained and always worked earnestly at everything they did.
Every time my sister and I came home from school, we could hear the sound of Grandpa’s motorcycle. That was the moment I looked forward to most each day.
Grandpa would always come to pick us up on time after school. No matter how cold or hot the weather was, he would be waiting at the school gate, smiling and waving as he took us home. I remember one time when the weather was especially hot after school. Grandpa took us to buy snacks. He knew we loved those extra-large bags of prawn crackers, so the next day he deliberately bought several bags for us. We were overjoyed, eating the snacks while looking at the broad smile on his face. His eyes were filled with kindness, as if the whole world revolved around us.
I will also never forget that whenever we were scolded or punished by our mother, Grandpa would always step forward to speak up for us. Although he did not say much, his warm tone was enough to calm my mother’s anger. That unconditional love and protection made me feel deeply safe.
But gradually, Grandpa and Grandma grew old, and their bodies were no longer as strong as before. Not long after I graduated from primary school, Grandma passed away due to years of hard labor and cancer. Grandpa also left us not long after. I still remember that I was only in primary school at the time. I did not know how to face the pain of loss. I only felt as if something was missing in life, and I did not even feel like crying when attending their funerals.
Now that I have grown into adulthood and look back on my journey of growing up, I finally understand how profound Grandpa and Grandma’s influence on me has been.
I remember Grandpa once telling me, “If you can eat a full meal today and wear clean clothes, then you are already happy.” As an adult, these words often return to my mind, reminding me that in a world of abundant material wealth, true happiness does not come from how much one owns, but from contentment and gratitude for life.
Although I no longer have the chance to eat snacks with Grandpa and Grandma or be picked up from school by them, the memories they left me will never fade. Their love is like warm sunlight, illuminating the path of my growth and teaching me how to cherish what is in front of me, how to persevere through difficulties, and how to face life with a grateful heart.
I often think back to those days, especially when I see the memorial photos hanging on the walls at home. I remember Grandpa riding his motorcycle to pick us up after school, and Grandma cooking in the kitchen. These memories will always be kept safely in my heart.
我常常想起我的阿公和阿嬤，他們的生活在我小時候曾經是我最依賴的依靠。如今，雖然他
們都已經過世好幾年了，但那些記憶仍然記憶猶新。
阿公阿嬤從小沒有讀過書，他們的生命大部分都在工作中度過。年輕的時候，他們靠著做回
收和清潔工作來維持家計，聽爸爸説，阿公每天都會很早起床，騎著那輛破舊的摩托車出去
回收廢品，直到晚上才回家。
阿嬤則在家裡當家庭主婦，偶爾也會幫忙做些清潔工作。對他們來說，賺錢並不容易，但他
們卻從不抱怨，認真做每件工作。
每次我和妹妹放學回家，總能聽見阿公的摩托車聲音，那是我一天中最期待的時刻。
阿公總會在我們放學後準時來接我們，哪怕天氣再冷再熱，他也會出現在校門口，笑著揮揮
手，帶我們回家。記得有一次，我們放學時正好天氣炎熱，阿公帶著我們去買餅乾。他知道
我們最喜歡的是那種超大包蝦餅，於是他隔天特地買了好幾包，我們超級開心，一邊吃著餅
乾，一邊看著他那滿臉的笑容。他的眼睛裡充滿了慈愛，像是整個世界都圍繞著我們。
我也永遠記得，每次我們被媽媽罵或是被打的時候，阿公總是會站出來替我們說話。雖然他
話不多，但總能用那種溫暖的語氣，讓媽媽的怒氣稍微平息。那種無條件的愛與保護，讓我
覺得很有安全感。
但慢慢的，阿公阿嬤漸漸年老，身體也不如從前那麼硬朗。直到我小學畢業後不久，阿嬤就
因為長期勞累和癌症的關係，離開了我們。阿公也在不久後離開了我們。我還記得當時我才
小學，那時候的我並不懂得怎麼面對失去的痛苦，只是覺得生活好像少了什麼，連取參加喪
禮也沒有想哭的感覺。
現在的我已經長大成人，回頭看自己成長的過程，才明白阿公阿嬤對我的影響有多深遠。
我記得阿公曾經告訴我，「如果你今天能吃上一頓飽飯，穿上一件乾淨的衣服，那就已經是
幸福了。」這句話在我成年後，常常出現在我的腦海中，提醒我在這個物質極大豐富的世界
裡，真正的幸福不是來自於擁有多少，而是來自於對生活的滿足和感恩。
雖然現在我已經沒有機會再與阿公阿嬤一起吃餅乾，或是被他們接送放學，但他們留給我
的記憶，卻是永遠不會磨滅的。他們的愛，如同那片暖暖的陽光，照亮了我成長的道路，讓
我懂得如何珍惜眼前的一切，如何在困難中堅持不懈，如何以一顆感恩的心去面對生活。
我也常常會時常想起那段日子，尤其説看到家中牆壁遺照時，想起那些阿公騎著摩托車接
我們放學，阿嬤在廚房裡做菜的日子。這些回憶，會永遠放在我的心中，好好留存著。