童年的记忆中,一直记不了多少人的身影,但有一个身影,始终在我的脑海中挥之不去:一位头发斑白、手里拿着一支烟杆的人,那就是我的爷爷。听外公说,大概在我两岁时,爸爸妈妈就分开了。从那以后,我便跟着爸爸、爷爷和奶奶一起生活。爸爸只顾工作,来不及照顾我。这样,我就和爷爷奶奶一起生活。爷爷十分疼爱我。我要吃的,他就给我买;要玩 Childhood memories, can not remember how many people figure, but there is a figure, always lingering in my mind: a white hair, holding a cigarette holder in his hand, that is my grandfather . Listen to my grandfather, probably when I was two years old, Mom and Dad separated. Since then, I have followed my father, grandpa and grandmother live together. Dad only work, too late to take care of me. In this way, I will live with my grandparents. Grandpa loves me so much. I want to eat, he gave me to buy; want to play