My grandmother was a very important part of my upbringing. Although she passed away five years ago, her smiling face often appears in my dreams.

    When I was 3, I had a serious fever. It was midnight and my parents did not know what to do without a doctor. Grandmother came in and calmly and quickly scraped my neck and back with a ceramic spoon and some water. She used guasha, which is a traditional element of Chinese medicine.

    Then she told my parents: “The child must stay with me from now on. You two do not know how to look after my granddaughter.” She hugged me tight and took me into her room.

    When I was 6, I got my own bedroom and started sleeping alone. But my grandmother would regularly come in and make sure I was well tucked in.

    One summer day when I was 10 years old, I arrived home from school and saw that my grandmother was not sitting on her chair waiting for me. I asked my father where she was.

    I saw a watermelon on the desk and took a bite. It was disgusting. The watermelon had already gone sour as we had no fridge at the time. Then I found my grandma was lying in bed, ill. She feebly said to me: “Your aunt bought me a watermelon two days ago, and I asked your father to leave one piece for you on the desk, because you rarely get the opportunity to eat watermelon. Sorry, it has become stale.”

    I remember the day when I was 19 and about to set off to college in a faraway city, my grandmother was cooking while repeatedly muttering: “College is a good opportunity to change your life!”

    After the meal, she continuously reminded me not to forget something before going. She slipped me 100 yuan in 10-yuan notes as a gift. Although I really did not want the money, I could not refuse.

    In April 2007, my grandmother, my favorite person, passed away. I cannot tell you how sad this made me.

    The countless little things she did for me show how selfless she was. Now I know that this kind of selflessness makes the world go round.