One late night, I was hungry and got out of bed to find something to eat. As I passed by my grandmother's room, the door was slightly ajar. Out of curiosity, I peeked inside, and what I saw almost made me jump.,“Because your grandfather will make you write big characters as a punishment.”,That was a day in early spring. As usual, grandma sat under the big tree in the garden, enjoying afternoon tea made by grandpa. Grandma loved that rocking chair most of all; it was placed under the big tree. When she got tired, she would lie down for a little nap.。