天冷了,如果孙宗明还在,要给他买条棉裤,不然关节炎又要发了;练字的时候要提醒他开着暖气,练到现在,他的字应该更苍劲有力了;他肯定又要翻开他的那本《119绘制图》,如今都已电子信息化,谁会稀罕他这本老古董,只有他看了几十年都不腻……张洁珍想着想着,不知不觉泪水顺着脸颊滴落下来。张洁珍还想为老伴多做些什么,可 It was cold. If Sun Zongming was still there, he would have to buy a pair of trousers for him. Otherwise, he would have to send a piece of arthritis. He should remind him to turn on the heat when practicing. Now that his words should be more vigorous and forceful, He must have opened his “119 drawing”, and now have electronic information, who rare his old antiques, only he looked tired for decades ... ... Zhang Jiezhen thought, I do not know Tears fall down down my cheeks. Zhang Jiezhen also want to do more for his wife, but