在清凉的秋天,我去爷爷家。一路上,秋风依旧,只不过丰收的金黄色在我眼前消失了,只有尘土飞扬的马路、灰蒙蒙的天空、难闻的汽车尾气……我小跑进爷爷家,却发现爷爷已经在等我们。他戴着草帽,身上穿着老式工作服,沾满泥土。这个样子让我感觉既熟悉又陌生。爷爷 In the cool autumn, I went to my grandfather’s house. Along the way, the autumn wind is still the same, but the bumper golden color disappeared in front of me, only the dusty streets, gray sky, bad car exhaust ... ... I ran into my grandfather’s house, but found Grandpa already waiting for us . He wore a straw hat, old-fashioned overalls and muddy soil. This way I feel both familiar and unfamiliar. grandfather