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碗里那个娃娃头冰淇淋正在一点一点地融化,它是不是飞到太阳那里去了?那爷爷呢,他是不是也去了那里?或者,其它什么地方?阳光在我眼中不再灿烂,带着尘土的干燥,照在我晶莹的泪珠上,闪闪发光……那年春天,听到爷爷逝去的噩耗,我和阿姐慌慌张张出了门。赶到医院,看到爷爷的病房前挤满了亲戚,爸爸哭着走出来,一边擦着泪,一边叫我快去看爷爷最后一眼,挤进病房看到爷爷安静地躺在那儿,身上已穿上寿服。妈妈说爷爷死得很安详。大家都屏住呼吸,我感觉不到爷爷的气息。我一下子觉得心仿佛被人掏空了,痛得我哇地一声哭了起来,大爷叫我和姐姐先回去,我想再看爷爷一眼,但是他已被盖在了白布
The doll’s head ice cream in the bowl was melting little by little. Did it fly to the sun? Didn’t that grandpa go there? Or, where else? The sun was no longer bright in my eyes, With the dryness of the dust, shining on my crystallized tears, and sparkling... In the spring of that time, I heard my grandfather’s lost news. My sister and I panicked and went out. When I arrived at the hospital and saw Grandpa’s ward full of relatives, my father came out crying and wiped tears while telling me to go and see Grandpa’s last look and squeezed into the ward to see Grandpa lying there quietly. Put on the Shoufu. My mother said that Grandpa died peacefully. Everyone held their breath and I couldn’t feel Grandpa’s breath. I suddenly felt as if I was being emptied, and I cried with pain. Uncle called me and my sister to go back first. I wanted to see Grandpa again, but he was covered in white cloth.