我最喜欢的人是爷爷,爷爷最喜欢的人是我,我们祖孙俩的情是那样的深。记得那天下雨,爷爷举着那把黑色的大伞来接我,我高兴地钻进了那把雨伞下。走着走着,我抬头一看,天空变成了黑色,而爷爷那边是一半黑,一半灰。我对爷爷说:“爷爷,大伞歪了。”爷爷却说:“没有歪呀!”他还对我 My favorite person is grandfather, my grandfather favorite person is me, the affection of our ancestors and grandchildren is so deep. I remember the rain that day, my grandfather holding the black umbrella to pick me up, I am happy to get into the umbrella. Walked, I looked up, the sky turned black, while my grandfather was half black, half gray. My grandfather said: “Grandpa, umbrella awry.” Grandpa said: “No crooked!” He also told me