雨后,明媚的阳光为花园洒上美丽的光芒,花草欣欣向荣,迎接阳光和露水的洗礼。祖父微微睁开眼眸,将视线投射到小花园,随之露出和蔼的笑容。记得小时候,我经常守在祖父身旁。祖父是一个爱花之人,只要是有关花草的东西,他无一不感兴趣,亦无一不熟悉。 After the rain, the bright sunshine sprinkled the garden with beautiful light and the flowers and plants thrived and welcomed the sunshine and dew. His grandfather opened his eyes slightly and projected his sight to the small garden, showing his kind smile. I remember when I was young, I often stood beside my grandfather. Grandfather is a love of flowers, as long as it is something about flowers, he is all interested, are not all familiar with.