我家的后园有一棵槐树,树下是爷爷休息的地方。他常常眯着眼,叼着烟斗,望着亲手栽成的菜园。有一次,调皮的我偷进地里,把里面搞了个七零八落。爷爷知道了,一把拉过了我,但举起的双手却迟迟没有落下。那时,我发现爷爷的目光很奇怪,不知是爱是恨。好半天,爷爷才钻进了园里…… There is a banyan tree in the back garden of my family, where the grandfather rests. He often blinked and looked at the vegetable garden he had planted. Once, naughty, I stole into the field and made a mess of it. Grandpa knew. One pulled me, but his hands did not fall. At that time, I discovered that my grandfather’s eyes were very strange. I don’t know whether it was love or hate. For a long time, Grandpa got into the garden...