Children have never really had much of a sense of time. It wasn't until my grandmother passed away that I truly felt it.,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.,The grandmother, swayed by the rocking chair in the gentle breeze, rested peacefully on it amidst the verdant rebirth of all things.。