I'm only twelve years old，but I know sadness of death very well. My grandfather has been smoking 1 he was a young teenager，and now he has a terrible disease because of 2 . The doctors thought that his days were numbered.
While my grandfather was in the hospital，my mother and I want to be 3 him. When we saw him，I was shocked by his condition. He looked so 4 . He was hardly able to talk. But he managed to say， "I . . . you. " "You what，Grandpa？" I 5 in a low voice. He didn't have the strength （体力） to answer me.
The next morning my mother and I had to 6 . I kept wondering just what it was he had tried so hard to tell me.
A week 7 we returned home，my family received a phone call from a nurse in the hospital. She told us that my grandfather had said， "Call my 8 and tell her 'love. '" At first I don't know why he would just say "love". Why not "I love you？" Then it hit me. The day we were in the 9 he had been trying to say， "I love you. " I felt as if I was going to 10 ，and I did.
After many painful weeks，my grandfather was 11 able to talk. I called him every night. Every time we hung up （挂断电话） he would say， "I love you" and "I'd do 12 for you. " These，along with his moving 13 ， "You're the only reason I live，" are the best compliments （赞美） I have ever received.
I feel honored that he has 14 his feelings with me. And the most important thing I've learned is that a simple "I love you" is really not 15 . It's a reason for living.
