听说楼下的爷爷病了,今日特意去探望。卧室的门虚掩着,我透过门缝往里瞧,只见爷爷面容清瘦倚枕躺着,眯着眼正看什么东西。我轻轻推门进去。床边已满是鲜花,这屋子被淡淡的花香笼罩着。爷爷见我来了,笑盈盈地让我坐下,说道:“你来得正好,我刚收到了朋友的一封信,眼睛不好,看起来怪吃力的,你帮我念念。”这是仅有几十字的短信,用极娟秀的字写在鹅黄色信笺上的。我慢慢念道: I heard that the grandfather downstairs was ill and deliberately visited it today. The door of the bedroom was hidden. I smashed through the door, and I saw Grandpa’s countenance lying on his back and staring at his eyes. I gently pushed the door in. The bed was full of flowers, and the house was covered with faint flowers. Grandpa met with me and smiled and asked me to sit down and say, “You have come just right. I just received a letter from my friend. My eyes are not good. It looks weird. You help me.” This is a text message with only dozens of words. It is written on a yellow letterhead with a very beautiful show. I slowly read: