我是一个年过古稀的老人,每到星期天就到儿子家去看孙子,他活泼可爱,小嘴也甜,一声一声地呼唤着:“爷爷!爷爷!”幸福感从我心中油然而生!而每到此时,我就会怀念起我的爷爷,童年的故事也会浮现眼前……我有一个幸福的童年。那时,我的家境比较殷实,我又是长孙,祖父母对我特别关爱。四五岁时,我在祖父的被窝里听他讲孔融让梨的故事;背诵祖父一字一句教的“千家诗”……其乐融融,健康而快乐地成长。 I am an old age thin old man, every Sunday to go to his son home to see the grandson, his lovely, sweet mouth, cry soon: “Grandpa! Grandpa!” Happiness from my heart oily Health! And every time, I will miss my grandfather, childhood story will emerge ... ... I have a happy childhood. At that time, my family was relatively honest, and I was a grandchildren, grandparents love me very much. Four or five years old, I heard in his grandfather’s bed Kong Rong Jean pears story; recite his grandfather word for word “a thousand poems” ... ... enjoyable, healthy and happy growth.