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Grandma is also very emotional

Grandma is also very emotional

By Shane StewartPublished 3 years ago 3 min read

Mooncake Story

It's Mid-Autumn Day again. In the evening, I went to my grandmother's home for dinner with my parents happily.

As soon as I entered the door, grandma greeted me happily: "Ah ah, come and taste my grandpa just bought fresh meat moon cake!" Hear here, my heart suddenly cold, loudly muttered: "I don't want to eat this kind of moon cake, really disgusting!" Dad shook his head awkwardly: "You are so happy, eat something good!" Grandma is also very emotional: "When I was a child, I cried not to eat moon cakes!"

Originally my grandmother not only to spend money to buy things, but also to buy food tickets to buy rice, buy meat tickets to buy meat. On holidays, she wakes up early and waits at least four or five hours to get her ration of food. Now think about it, it's really hard!

Grandma said she would never forget the Mid-Autumn Festival. That year, it was very dark, and my grandmother, as the eldest in the family, went shopping with a basket. There was a long line of people to buy vegetables. My grandmother was so crowded that she could hardly breathe. At dawn, grandma wanted to take out a delicious moon cake from her pocket to fill her stomach. As soon as she touched her pocket, she was dumbfounded: the moon cake stuck to the mud in her dress pocket. Grandma was sad: the four children in the family shared a mooncake, but I didn't want to eat it. I can't believe it's so crowded right now. After buying food, she walked sadly on her way home. When she saw her grandmother and mother, she burst into tears and was too upset to say a word.

My eyes watered as I listened. I really don't know when I was born, and I'm always picking and choosing when I eat. Thinking about it now, my grandmother's childhood really makes me wonder! Think of this, I looked at the table edamame, taro, moon cake, shame smile, and then slowly eat up, suddenly found that the original dislike of food is so delicious.

On a special day, remember our sad and sweet thoughts. Although the haze of that era has long passed, but our beautiful life really needs our "growth" to last forever!

I'm a psychopath, and the doctor is almost an old friend. This summer vacation, in order to strengthen my system, my mother asked me to keep running and skipping rope every day. In this way, I sacrificed a lot of time to sleep in. I was a little upset. But seeing my mother staring at me, I just kept going.

One day, when I was running, my foot suddenly hurt and I found a big blister. I rubbed my feet. I didn't want to run. But my mom said no, made me keep running. I held back my tears and limped away.

At night, I lay in bed, feeling the blisters. I was very sad in my heart. How did my mom get so cruel? Doesn't she love me? Feeling sick, unable to sleep, pick up a book to read.

The book's name is "200 Little Olympic Stories", I turned a copy. This story is about Lou Wenao, a Chinese long-distance runner. He won the cup in the ten thousand meter race. I don't know how happy he is. So he practiced even harder. In June 1946, Lou Wenao broke the Chinese record with 32 minutes and 58 seconds. In 1947, he broke the Asian 10,000-meter running record held by a Japanese in 32 minutes and 38 seconds. On July 31, 1948, Lou Wenao took part in the ten thousand meter race again. To his surprise, a nail pierced the sole of his shoe. He was in pain, but he held it in, dragging his bleeding feet to finish the race. In the marathon on August 8, Lou Wenao was still in second place after 20 kilometers. Unfortunately, he pulled out of the game because of a foot injury.

Seeing here, I think of Liu Xiang's brother in this year's Olympic Games. His feet always hurt. However, he was still at the Olympic stadium on August 18. I saw tears in his eyes, though he eventually pulled out of the race with a leg injury. Tears are helpless, reluctant, sad, guilty.

No matter Lou Wenao or Liu Xiang, they always have a belief in their hearts, that is, persistence! Don't give up until the last minute!

Thinking about it, I don't blame my mother anymore. Tomorrow morning, I will get up early and continue running.

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