当我从那个不知名的小站下车时,已经是下午了。小站上一个人都没有,我耐着性子站了一会儿,接着,便在破旧的站台上坐下来,望着孤寂的田野出神。自打五年前奶奶搬回山里,我就再没见过她了,对她的思念,却一天比一天浓重起来。常常能收到奶奶从山里寄来的包裹,山菇、板栗、酸枣、榛子……大凡山里能搜罗到的好东西,奶奶总会尽数寄给我。每年冬天,天刚刚凉,一准儿会收到奶奶亲手为我缝制 It was already afternoon when I got off from that unknown stop. No one on the station, I am patient character stood for a while, then, then in the shabby platform to sit down, looking at the lonely fields. Since my grandmother moved back to the mountains five years ago, I have never seen her again. Her thoughts of her are getting stronger day by day. Often can receive my grandmother sent the package from the mountains, mushrooms, chestnuts, jujube, hazelnuts ... ... all the mountains can be found in the good things, grandma will always send me all the best. Every winter, when the weather is fresh, I will receive my grandma’s hand sewing for me