Open warehouse, take broom, I what be forced helplessly by mom can go only storehouse cleans sanitation. Crash is become, one paper box drops come down, drew my attention.
打开仓库，拿起扫把，被妈妈逼得无奈的我只能去仓库打扫卫生。哐当一声，一纸箱掉落下来，吸引了我的注意。
I open paper box curiously, discover the jotter of weather-beaten ” of a “ , there are 3 on cover greatly the original complex form of a simplified Chinese character that I see do not understand, this book should be a grandfather. Open it, blow on the face of fragrance of a book and come, although inside I see some characters do not understand, but do not hamper I am opposite its reading interest, read with pleasure subsequently rise.
我好奇地打开纸箱，发现一本“饱经风霜”的笔记本，封面上有三个大大的我看不懂的繁体字，这本书应该是爷爷的。打开它，一股书香味扑面而来，虽然里面有些文字我看不懂，但并不妨碍我对它阅读的兴趣，随之便津津有味地读了起来。
“ borrows daughter of ”“ of money ”“ farmland to check high school ”…… this is the experience that the grandfather writes before one's death completely, although time went very long, but among them the wet below a “ buys ” of eight treasures congee to forced me to stop to small grandchildren the line of sight, was immersed in memory.
“借钱”“耕地”“女儿考高中了”……这全是爷爷生前写的经历，虽然时间过去了很久，但其中一篇“下雨天给小孙子买八宝粥”迫使我停下了视线，陷入了回忆。
That is the night that a thunderstorm accompanies each other, father is away on official business, the grandma goes out to did not take an umbrella not to return the home, only I and grandfather are in the home. At that time I just two years old half, the grandfather is sitting to watch ball game on the chair, I lay on sofa to be asleep insensibly. Abrupt I of sleep deeply by blast thunder is frightened wow wow cry greatly, the grandfather hastens come over affectionately says: Good, do not cry, do not be afraid of, the grandfather is in. ” I am frightened so that cry so that know to burst into tears only, hold the post of a grandfather how does conciliation stop no less than coming! The grandfather knows I like to eat eight treasures congee most, cry at ordinary times eight treasures congee should eat to me only when be troubled by, I can stop. The eight treasures congee in the home has eaten, want to eat to be able to go out only outside buy. Grandfather and I was explained good gracious wait for the big umbrella double that takes black in the home to give a door, toward the home nearby supermarket runs, before long the grandfather's form disappears in heavy rain. Passed a little while, there is eight treasures congee to come back in grandfather hand, his right now dress is major drenched, now and then drip slides from the hair tip of his grey. And eat on I of eight treasures congee, already stopped to cry be troubled by.
那是一个雷雨交加的夜晚，爸爸出差，奶奶出门没带伞回不了家，只有我和爷爷在家里。当时我才两岁半，爷爷在椅子上坐着看球赛，我躺在沙发上不知不觉就睡着了。突然正沉睡的我被一阵阵雷声吓得哇哇大哭，爷爷赶忙过来亲切地说：乖，别哭，不怕，爷爷在。”我被吓得哭得只知放声大哭，任爷爷怎么安抚都停不下来!爷爷知道我最喜欢吃八宝粥，平时哭闹时只要给我吃八宝粥，我就能停下来。家里的八宝粥已经吃完，想吃只能出外面买。爷爷和我交代了一声乖乖待在家便拿起黑色的大伞快步走出家门，往家不远处的超市跑去，不久爷爷的身影便消失在大雨中。过了一会儿，爷爷手里拎着八宝粥回来了，此时的他衣服大部分湿透了，偶尔有水珠从他花白的发梢滑落。而吃上八宝粥的我，已停止了哭闹。
Thunder rang again it seems that outside abrupt window, slept lightly me from inside memory, I had answered a god to come, wiping jotter gently, firm, cautious call in it in the case. The impression of dot always is long hind not quite clear, but only alone this my memory is deep, it is the grandfather's strong to me feeling lets me probably hard dismiss from one's mind.
突然窗外似乎又响起了雷声，把我从回忆中惊醒了，我回过神来，轻轻擦拭着笔记本，稳稳的，小心翼翼的把它收回箱子里。小孩子的印象总是久后便不太清晰，可唯独这件我记忆深刻，大概是爷爷对我浓浓的感情让我难以忘怀吧。