当你老了

• 作 者: 孙博宇
• 机 构: 山东省淄博市桓台县世纪中学八(14)班,
• 出 处: 新作文(初中版)
• 发表日期: 2015年10期
• 关键词: 烟雾 烟斗 雪地 行李 铁道 声音 联想 红肿 大雪 鼻子

想起那年回老家,大雪封路,我拎着行李在漫天雪地里竟不知如何行走。一脚下去,软绵绵地拔不出来,双手也冻得红肿。我深一脚浅一脚地朝着家的方向走去。下雪天,冷寂得没有任何声音,心里也冷得很。直到铁道旁升起的炊烟,淡淡地,毫无察觉地飘入鼻子,我忽然联想起了姥爷的烟斗上冒出的烟雾,笑了笑,不觉加快了脚步。回到家的时候,推开门,他还是挨着那些花儿坐着,絮絮叨叨自言自语。姥姥听到动静,连忙从厨房里跑出来,用围裙擦擦手,接过我手里的东西,招呼着我快坐。她看看他,

I remembered that when I returned to my hometown that year, the heavy snow blocked the road, and I didn’t know how to walk with my luggage in the snow. Going down one foot, it won’t come out softly, and his hands are red and swollen. I walked deep toward my home. In the snowy days, there was no sound of cold silence, and my heart was very cold. Until the smoke rising from the railway line, drifting into the nose with no awareness, I suddenly thought of the smoke from the pipe of my grandfather. She smiled, and she quickly realized the pace. When he got home, he pushed open the door and he still sat next to those flowers and vowed to himself. When you heard the news, you quickly ran out of the kitchen, wiped your hands with your apron, took what was in my hand, and asked me to sit fast. She looks at him,