有时候我想,即使我忘了她的脸庞,会不会在某一刻她突然入梦,唤起我的记忆?可是,随着年岁增长,她一次也没有入我梦,反而脸庞愈加模糊。一父母常年在外,我从小就被托付给外婆抚养,与奶奶的相处少之又少。现在突然心血来潮,想要写篇关于奶奶的文章,却发现回忆是如此的苍白凄凉。或许我是个凉薄的人,除了外婆,其他人都不大会去亲近,与父母的交流都少得可怜,更别提我那少言寡语的奶奶了。因为自小跟着外婆,与奶奶碰面的机会并不多。我那时小,不懂人情世故,自然也想不到要去看望她。 Sometimes I think even if I forget her face, will she suddenly dream in a moment, evoking my memory? However, as time goes by, she once did not enter my dream, but his face more and more blurred. A perennial perennial, I was entrusted to the grandmother since childhood, with my grandmother get along very little. Now a sudden whim, you want to write an article about my grandmother, but found that memories are so pale and bleak. Perhaps I am a cool man, except grandmother, others are not going to get close to the Assembly, the exchanges with their parents are pitiful, not to mention my momentary granny. Because I grew up with grandmother, my grandmother met with few opportunities. When I was small, do not know the world of personality, naturally can not think of going to visit her.