读小学的时候,我的外祖母过世了。外祖母生前最疼爱我。我无法排除自己的忧伤,每天在学校的操场上一圈又一圈地跑着,跑得累倒在地上,扑在草坪上痛哭。那哀痛的日子,断断续续地维持了很久,爸爸妈妈也不知道如何安慰我。他们知道与其骗我说外祖母睡着了(可那总有一天要醒来),还不如对我说实话:外祖母永远不会回来了。 When I was in elementary school, my grandmother passed away. My grandmother loved me most when she was alive. I couldn’t rule out my own sadness. I ran around the school’s playground every day and ran to the ground, crying on the lawn. The sorrowful days were maintained intermittently for a long time. Mom and Dad did not know how to comfort me. They know that instead of lied to me that grandmother is asleep (but that will one day wake up), might as well tell me the truth: Grandmother will never come back.