周六,我吃完晚饭,就坐在沙发上翻看杂志。流行时尚、美食购物的画面突然让我觉得有些恍惚,我来到阳台透透气。不远处的步行街依然霓虹闪烁,无处逃遁的压抑感让我想起了大山里的故乡,我下意识地拨打了奶奶的电话。电话那头熟悉的问候跨过山河传入耳中的瞬间,我仿佛又回到了故乡。我四岁时,爷爷便去世了。印象中,他 Saturday, I finished my dinner, sat on the sofa and read the magazine. Pop fashion, food shopping screen suddenly made me feel a little trance, I came to the balcony breathable. Not far from the pedestrian street is still neon lights, nowhere to escape the sense of repression reminded me of the hometown of the mountains, I subconsciously call Grandma’s phone. The familiar greeting across the mountains came into my ears the moment, I seem to have returned to their hometown. When I was four, my grandfather died. Impression, he