不知从何时起,我与外公变得形同陌路。或许是因为与外婆接触的时间更多,我对外公的记忆少之又少。朦胧缥缈的童年回忆中,只有那满头青丝,我曾一遍又一遍地触碰过。小学时,外公负责接送我上学放学。途中他总是一言不发,在周围车水马龙的喧嚣里沉默着。放学时间到了,或许是同学间嬉戏玩闹的诱惑,又或许是学校后门那一串串晶莹剔透的冰糖葫芦的甜美纯香,我不曾准时出过校门。直到天色渐晚,暮色渐渐 I do not know since when, my grandfather and I became strangers. Perhaps because more time with my grandmother, my memory of my grandfather few and far between. Misty childhood memories of childhood, only that full of black hair, I have touched over and over again. Primary school, my grandfather responsible for pick me up to school. He was always silent on the way, silent in the noisy surrounding. After school hours, perhaps the playful playfulness between classmates temptation, and perhaps the school back door that string of crystal clear candied sweetheart sweet pure incense, I have not been on time on the school gate. Until it’s getting late, twilight gradually