Have you ever seen a photo full of memories?

There is always a photo, a memory of the past. I really want to pick it up, but I'm afraid to recall the past. I always remember the beauty of the past and cherish it in my heart. Now that you have left, I dare not mention it again. Our only souvenir is that photo, with your shadow in memory and our past in the photo.

That summer, I played at home. You put on my new clothes, and you called me out before I could change my shoes. In those days, photography was a luxury, with only one photo a year. The flowers in the shop are in full bloom. The photographer called out all the families in that area. A photo is five yuan, and I am standing next to a potted flower. You are standing beside me, and there is a friend projection under the flowerpot. That's our only one.

I was raised by my grandmother. Listen to everyone, it's all your milk that spoils you. How did I spoil you? What does it matter if she wants me to have anything to do with you? Even if I am so spoiled, I take care of me so well. What a great grandmother she is. I still remember our time together, that is, thirteen years. I can't remember many fragments. I was still lying beside her when she left.

Now that my grandparents are gone, I suddenly feel that my relatives should see more, contact more and take more photos. While my grandparents are still here, I must keep a family photo that belongs to us, so I won't regret having only one photo.