After 95, I went back to the village to shoot a fashion blockbuster for my grandmother. What warm-hearted things have you done for my grandmother?

First, I went back to the village after 1995 to shoot a fashion blockbuster for my grandmother.

Li, a 24-year-old photographer in Zhaoqing, Guangdong, thought his work would be very popular, but he didn't expect it to be so popular. To his surprise, the 68-year-old grandmother will be sought after by netizens? Advanced face? Models. The first one of Li's works became popular was My Grandma. The old lady has ear-length short hair and wears a red sweater. When she stood on the roof, she didn't hide every stripe on her skin. The video received more than 260,000 likes. Some netizens said? Beauty never asks the source? Grandma is known as the person who walked out of the show, and some people praised Li for her exquisite composition and color matching, which is true and advanced.

Second, learn to cherish.

Time is not eternal, nor is human life eternal. Everyone's time and life will come to an end, and my grandparents will be dead.

When my grandparents were alive, I was particularly afraid that they would leave me one day. No one will cover me with a kicked quilt at night, and no one will ask me what to eat when cooking. Now that they are gone, although they are very sad, I hope they can rest assured that my granddaughter will take care of herself.

Second, the grandmother I remember.

My grandmother's eyes are not particularly good. She is a farmer to the core. Her eyes were injured in a fire, which led to blindness. I take her everywhere as a crutch every day.

At that time, my grandmother gave birth to four children, three sons and one daughter, and my father was the youngest. Perhaps it was because my grandmother's generation liked boys better at that time, and in that concept, it was patriarchal. Because I was a girl, I didn't get any attention at all, but I was only ten years old at that time and probably didn't understand it very well, so I didn't care.

Third, the warmest thing I did for my grandmother was to feed her.

When my grandmother lived in my house, my mother had just given birth to my brother, and the task of taking care of my grandmother fell on me. At that time, I was wondering why other people's grandmothers always took me out to play, while I was only ten years old and could do nothing. But due to special circumstances, my grandmother was hungry, so I went to give her a bowl of noodles, and my grandmother praised me. This is the grandma I remember.