从上学开始,离开了龙潭老家的我就不停地踏上回家的路。真正魂牵梦绕地想回家又怕归家的,是爷爷中风之后。每遇清明等传统节日,我是定要回家的。我的老家坐落在长江边,站在水边看我家老房子的倒影,直到现在我都喜欢!静静的似水墨画。我的奶奶就住在这如画的老房子里,可是我心里清楚:我那年迈的奶奶是孤单的,生活中更没有多少诗意可言。对于奶奶来说 From the beginning of school, leaving the hometown of Longtan I kept on the way home. Really dreaming to go home afraid of coming home, is the grandfather stroke. For every traditional festival such as Ching Ming, I am going to go home. My home is located in the Yangtze River, standing on the water to see the reflection of my old house, until now I like! Quietly like ink painting. My grandmother lives in this picturesque old house, but I know clearly: my old grandmother is lonely, and there is not much poetry in my life. For grandmother