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窗外,皎洁的月光照着院子里的老槐树,也照在张奶奶的心头。干枯的老树皮凹凸不平,似乎记录着世间的沧桑,月光下清晰可见。微风拂来,送来淡淡的槐花香,沁人心脾。闻着槐花的清香,我想起了邻居张奶奶的故事。她的一生,平凡而又伟大。听,她又在接电话了。不用说,那是四叔从大洋彼岸打来的问候电话。说起四叔,却和张奶奶家一点血缘关系都没有。听说,四叔是当
Outside the window, the bright moonlight shining on the old locust tree in the yard, also according to Zhang Grandma’s heart. Worn bark rough, seems to record the vicissitudes of the world, the moonlight can be clearly seen. Breeze breeze, sent a touch of Sophora japonica fragrance, refreshing. Smelling the fragrance of Sophora japonica, I remembered the story of neighbor Zhang Grandma. Her life, ordinary and great. Listen, she’s on the phone again. Needless to say, it was a greeting telephone call from the other side of the Pacific Ocean. Speaking of Uncle, but a little blood relationship with Grandma Zhang did not. I heard that Uncle is when