祖母不知怎的,今天早晨我脑际盘盘绕绕的,老是我奶奶的影像。这有点奇怪,连我也闹不明白是为什么,总之,总是出有关她老人家的图像。小时候我奶奶和我们住在北京一座三层居民楼里。她头发总是梳得顺顺溜溜一丝不乱的,在脑后梳成一个髻儿,衣服总是穿得干干净净,一尘不染。连她切菜切手擀面的刀工,都是那么的匀细利落,粗细一样,她炝锅炒菜的香味,又在我鼻尖前阵 Somehow, my grandmother, my brain wound this morning, always the image of my grandmother. This is a little weird, even I do not understand why, in short, always out of the image of her elderly. When I was young, my grandma lived with us in a three-storey residential building in Beijing. Her hair is always combed smooth and smooth, combed into a bun in the back of her head, clothes are always worn clean, spotless. Even she cut vegetables hand-dough surface cutter, are so fine and tidy, the same thickness, her stir-fry cooking flavor, but also in front of my nose tip