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爷爷家的阳台上种满了各种各样的花草树木。一年四季,无数奇花异草争奇斗艳,而爷爷却独独偏爱那株不起眼的柠檬树。秋天,树上结满了拳头大小的果实,明黄色的柠檬躲藏在翠绿色的叶子后面,沉甸甸的,压得树枝弯垂下来。爷爷在电话里详细地描述着柠檬的样子,声音里压抑不住的满心欢喜:“我做了柠檬蜂蜜,下周就给你带过去!柠檬蜂蜜可好吃了,你小时候就特别爱吃……”一个星期后,爷爷果然给我送来了一罐泡制好的柠檬蜂蜜。他把罐子放在我的手上,
Grandfather’s balcony was planted with a variety of flowers and trees. Throughout the year, countless flowers and different weird contests, while the grandfather is the only preference that strains of humble lemon tree. Autumn, the tree full of fist-sized fruit, bright yellow lemon hiding behind the leaves in the emerald, heavy, pressed the branches bent down. Grandpa described the lemon on the phone in detail, the voice could not suppress the full of joy: “I made a lemon honey, next week to bring you in the past! Lemon honey can be delicious, especially when you were young and love to eat ...... ”A week later, my grandfather really sent me a jar of good lemon honey. He put the jar on my hand,