我的爷爷是一个不爱笑的人。不爱笑的人露出笑容,往往会给人更深刻的印象。正因为如此,我永远忘不了爷爷的笑容。从小我就随爷爷奶奶生活,爸爸妈妈在外行船跑运输,难得回家一次。记得八岁那年冬天的一个晚上,我肚子疼得厉害,不停地呕吐。爷爷冒着刺骨的寒风,去小镇上叫开了商店 My grandpa is a person who does not love to laugh. People who do not love to smile, they often give people a deeper impression. Because of this, I will never forget Grandpa's smile. I grew up with my grandparents life, mom and dad in the boat run transport, a rare home. I remember the winter night of the eight year old, my stomach ached so badly and kept vomiting. Grandpa braved the cold, went to the town called the store