摘要
University application season left many of my peers adrift or overwhelmed,but I had steadfastly been pointed in the right direction.This sense of direction was instilled in me by my grandfather,Low King Wing.Although he passed away when I was only three,my grandpa remains a towering figure of respect in my life.At that tender age,I couldn’t grasp the finality of his departure.All I knew was that Grandpa lay still in the coffin,unresponsive to my cries,no matter how hard I wailed.Exhausted from crying,I fell asleep.In a dream,Grandpa hugged me tightly,as he always did,urging me to eat well,grow up strong,and be happy every day.This embrace inexplicably brought more tears.
