灰色瓦使我想起深山古寺中的殿宇 ,一灯荧荧 ,坐禅的老僧、钟声、木鱼 ,它与孤独、清冷的意境相联系 ,也连着我那清贫的家。记得小时候 ,总喜欢与伙伴们弄些瓦片盛泥土、树叶玩过家家 ,砸碎瓦片打水漂。每每这时 ,奶奶总是拿着一根小竹条追着我们 ,“小兔崽子 ,那是盖房子的瓦 The gray tiles reminded me of the temples in the temples of the ancient temples of the mountains, the light of a lamp, the old monk sitting in meditation, bells, and the wooden fish. It was linked to the solitary and cool mood and to my poor family. I remember when I was a child, always like to get some tiles and partners with the mud, leaves play every family, smashing tile bleach. Often at this time, my grandmother always chasing us with a small bamboo, "little bastard, that is, the roof tile