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"This is not a shooting star."
Suddenly, a child ran into the hospital ward, his light footsteps
disturbing the tranquility of the room. He ran to the bedside of
Grandma, using his chubby little hands to caress her wrinkled face,
calling out repeatedly, "Grandma, Grandma!"
"Ah!" Grandma let out a heavy sigh, her interrupted thoughts awakened by
the innocent voice. Who is it? Whose voice is this? Oh! It's her last
child, the nineteenth one she brought into the world. If one were to say
she had any partiality, it would be for this nineteenth child. He was
innocent, lively, and loved Grandma the most. When Grandma picked
vegetables, he hurriedly fetched a stool, and he would often sneakily
put candy into Grandma's mouth, making Grandma feel sweetness from her
mouth to her heart. So she mustered her strength and said, "Hao...
Bo..."—it was her first sound in three days. Then, she reached out with
difficulty and grabbed the child's little hand.
"Grandma, Grandma!" the innocent voice resonated even louder, shaking
Grandma's eardrums. "Rest well, don't be afraid of injections, be
brave..." The child suddenly paused as he noticed Grandma's swollen
hand, which was frostbitten. Mom told him about it when she applied
ointment to Grandma. Grandma didn't use to get frostbitten. Once, when
three-year-old little Haobo sneaked into the kitchen, curious to lift a
kettle filled with boiling water, the kettle was about to fall from the
small stool when Grandma stopped it. The boiling water spilled out,
scalding Grandma's hand, causing a large blister to form. She wrapped it
with a bandage but still continued to cook and carry the child. Since
then, whenever winter came, Grandma's scalded hand would develop
frostbite. Once again, the child's small mouth came close to Grandma's
ear and said, "Grandma, when I grow up, I'll definitely buy you a pair
of bear fur gloves so you won't get frostbite." Grandma's hand tightened
its grip on the child's little hand...
Grandma lay there, silent, so silent. Was she reminiscing about the
past? Was she yearning for tomorrow? It was as if she was waiting for
the child to put warm bear fur gloves on her.
I wiped away my tears and let out a deep sigh. "Child, Grandma has
already passed away. She won't come back anymore. She can't wear your
bear fur gloves!"
"Then why did I dream about Grandma last night?" The child looked at me
in disbelief.
I wanted to explain the science behind dreams, to tell him that once
someone dies, they can't come back to life. But I didn't say anything.
In my blurred eyes, there were only the sparkling eyes of the child,
twinkling. I used to think that the innocent and pure thoughts of
children were like shooting stars, fleeting. Now I understand that this
is not a shooting star, but a heart, a heart that is more genuine and
pure than that of adults." |
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Where did the author take his son? |
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What did the son say that made the author feel he had
no manners? Why did the son say this? |
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Why did the author tightly hug his son after
understanding his intentions? What kind of emotion does this express? |
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Describe the relationship between Xiao Haobo and his
grandma. Provide an example to illustrate. |
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The title of the text is "This is not a shooting star."
What did the author initially think would disappear like a shooting
star? What is it instead? |
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The author took his son to the sports arena to watch a
circus. |
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The son asked the author if there would be bear skin if
a bear died, as if he was cursing the bear to die. The son said this
because he wanted to get bear skin gloves for his grandma. |
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The author tightly hugged his son to express her
remorse for misunderstanding him and also to show her deep appreciation
for his filial piety. It expresses a mix of remorse, love, and
admiration. |
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Their relationship is very close. Grandma got scalded
while protecting Xiao Haobo. Xiao Haobo is very good to his grandma,
giving her candy to eat and caring about the frostbite on her hand. He
also never forgets to find bear skin gloves for her. All these examples
demonstrate their strong bond and affection. |
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The author initially thought that a child's innocent
and pure thoughts would disappear quickly like a shooting star. However,
the author later realized that these thoughts are not shooting stars but
rather a heart that is more sincere and pure than that of adults. |
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