I will love my name forever. My name means thoughtful, bright, and graceful. Everyone has their own name, but mine is special and precious. My name was given to me by my grandfather when I was six years old, and he soon before passed away. My grandfather had stomach cancer, which is also called gastric cancer. I remember he told me to become an intelligent and enthusiastic woman when I get older. He was a strict, calm, and tough man, and he used to be an educational teacher. My name is always the last one on the list. However, I promised my grandfather I would not be the last one. I wish I could do that. My grandfather is like an angel to light up and protect me. I will never forget what he said and what he taught me when he told me that I said you need to take care of myself and make careful decisions on my own when I was sitting next to his bedside in the hospital. He gave me a sweet and a charming name. I will always love my name and keep thinking about my grandfather forever.