从我记事起,就在奶奶身边。白天的奶奶和晚上是不同的。晚上她一边梳头,一边讲神奇的故事给我听。夜晚给她的声音镀〔dù〕上了神秘的色彩,我几乎认为她被故事里的神仙施了法术。她要是长了翅膀飞走了可怎么办?于是我就拼命钻进她怀里,把腿也架在她身上,生怕她离开。这种时候, From my memory, right beside my grandmother. Grandmother during the day and night is different. At night she combed her hair and told me the magical story. The night gave her voice plating 〔dù〕 on a mysterious color, I almost think she was spelled in the story of the gods spell. What if she had wings and flew away? Then I desperately got into her arms, leaning her legs on her, lest she leave. At this time,