太姥姥已经过世多年了,可我的思念却一年比一年来得强烈。太姥姥生性善良,说话细声细气的,活着的时候对我最疼爱。平日有什么好吃的总会记着我,自己舍不得吃。在我的记忆中,她的床头上那个紫红色的小盒子里,总会有许多令我垂涎欲滴的各种糖果,那都是太姥姥浓浓的爱,却是我甜甜的口福。 Grandma has been too old for many years, but my thoughts are strong year after year. Too grandmother lively kind, talking thin and delicate, and alive when I love the most. What is always delicious always remember me, I can not bear to eat. In my memory, there was always a lot of candies in my fuchsia box on her bed, which was too much love for my grandmother but my sweet mouth.