清晨,雾还没完全散开来,人们还在美美的睡梦中。同院的涂爷爷就已拿起两个大蛇皮袋,口中哼着不知名的小曲,悠闲地出门了。等到太阳从东方冉冉升起,挂在一尘不染的高空中时,涂爷爷已开始往回转了,他那么早出去干嘛了呢?透过窗户只见他驼着的背上背着一袋鼓鼓的蛇皮袋,手上还提着一袋鼓鼓的蛇皮袋。正在洗漱的我,好奇地朝窗外大声问道:“涂爷爷,您这是干嘛去了呀?每天都提着两袋鼓鼓的蛇皮袋回家,都装着什么呢?”“嘿嘿,这可是宝贝哩!”说完涂爷爷便径直走 In the early morning, the fog has not completely dispersed, and people are still sleeping in the United States and the United States. Grandfather of the same courtyard had picked up two large snakeskin bags, mouth humming an unknown song, leisurely go out. When the sun rises slowly from the east and hangs in spotless high altitude, Grandpa has begun to turn back, why did he go out so early? Through the window, I saw a bag of bulges on the back of his camel The snake skin bag, still carrying a bag of bulging snake skin bag. I was washing, curiously toward the window and loudly asked: “Tu Grandpa, why are you going? Every day carrying two bags of bulging snakeskin bags go home, are loaded with what?” “Hey, this is baby miles!”