我有一位充满传奇色彩的理发师爷爷。陪着爷爷走家串户给别人理发,欣赏爷爷的手艺,就是我的享受。爷爷理发时,手中同时跃动着三把剃刀,三把剃刀上下翻飞,刀落发飘,看得人惊心动魄,但置身刀下的理发者却是淡定自若,任凭几把剃刀在自己的头顶舞成一道人人称奇的风景。每每看到这样的场景,我就不由得心驰神往,要是我也能有爷爷这样的手艺该多好。但全家人的愿望都是我能好好读书,跳出“农”门。在他们眼里,我想学理发那简直是不可饶恕的事情,堂而皇之地拜师学艺那更是不可能。于是,经不住渴慕折磨的我决 I have a legendary barber grandpa. Accompany grandfather walked home to others for haircut, enjoy Grandpa’s craft, is my enjoyment. Grandpa’s haircut, his hands simultaneously jumped with three razors, three razors fly up and down, floating hair knife, see the soul-stirring, but the knife is exposed under the knife is calm, despite a few razor in his head dance Into a strange landscape. Often see such a scene, I could not help but fascinated, if I can have such a good grandfather craft. But the whole family’s wish is that I can study hard and jump out of the door. In their eyes, I want to learn haircut that is simply an unforgivable thing, openly to apprentice art that is impossible. So, I can not stand the longing for torture