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又该放月假了,看到其他同学的父母来接自己的孩子,我不禁暗暗着急:“难道爷爷忘了,怎么还不来!”十二月的天,寒风凛冽,刮得窗外的树枝吱吱地响。我站在宿舍楼上向远方眺望。过了一会儿,远处红绿灯处好像有个蹒跚的身影。因为有雾笼罩,面容分辨不清。只见他拖着个大袋子,一步一步走得非常吃力。随着视野的拉近,身影越发清晰。“是爷爷!”我大声叫着,虽然声音是嘶哑的。
And then put the month off, and see the parents of other students to pick up their children, I can not help but secretly anxious: “Do not grandpa forgot, why not come!” December days, cold and windy, scraping The branches outside the window squeaked loudly. I stood in the dormitory upstairs overlooking the distance. After a while, there seemed to be a hobble at the traffic lights in the distance. Because of the fog, the face is indistinguishable. I saw him dragging a big bag, go very hard step by step. With the narrowing of the horizon, the figure becomes clearer. “Grandpa!” I shouted aloud, though the voice was hoarse.