一发动机嗡嗡作响,大巴上是霉烂的味道,妮子闭上眼任凭车体颠簸,脑海中浮现出那张脸,不绝如缕。哦,爷爷。那是一张刻满岁月印痕的脸,褶皱的皮肤,暗黄的肤色,眼中却总散发着蓬勃如少年的朝气。二在告别厅,遗体盖着白布被推出,妮子的心沉了一下,紧张得有些窒息。白布掀开,是爷爷。妮子有些承受不住。看着爷爷微闭的双眼,妮子在心中呐喊:“爷爷你睁开眼再看看我啊,妮子来了,你老孙女来了啊!”决堤的泪冲破矜持的 A buzzing engine, the bus is rotten taste, Nizi eyes closed at the vehicle body bumpy, my face emerges out of my mind, inextricably. Oh grandpa. It was a face engraved with years of marks, wrinkled skin, dark yellow skin, but always exudes a thriving youthful vigor. Two in the farewell hall, the body covered with white cloth was introduced, Nizi heart sank a bit nervous some suffocation. White cloth opened, is my grandfather. Nizi some could not stand it. Looked at my grandfather’s eyes closed, Nizi cry in my heart: “Grandpa you open my eyes and then look at me ah, Nizi came, your granddaughter came ah!”