家住美国的哈蒙爷爷,膝下育有三个子女。平日里,他独自一人居住在市区的一幢老房子里。老人常常孤单地坐在家中老旧的沙发上,在回忆中打发难捱的时光。他的思绪穿越过浓浓的岁月迷雾,停留在了某个遥远的地方……那时候,孩子们银铃般的笑声时常飘荡在房间里的各个角落;那时候,几个孩子围绕在膝下,缠着他陪他们玩耍……如今,孩子们都已经长大成人,远离自己,到更广阔的天空去翱翔。三个孩子虽然并不是经常来看望他,但是常常会打来问候电话。孩 Grandpa Harmon, who lives in the United States, has three children under her knees. On weekdays, he lives alone in an old city house. The elderly are often alone sitting on the old sofa at home, in the memory of the hard-earned time. His thoughts passed through a dense fog of time and stayed somewhere far away ... At that time, children’s silver bells and laps were often floating in every corner of the room; at that time, a few children around the knee , Wrapped around him to play with them ... ... Now, children have grown up, away from themselves, to the broader sky to fly. Although the three children do not often visit him, but often call greetings. child