最后一次见到外公的蓑衣是在我10岁时。那年夏天我和母亲到乡下看望生病的外公,在外公家自留田的麦地黑,我见到一个穿着蓑衣戴着草帽的假人,在黄灿灿的麦子间摇来晃去,我好奇地向假人走过去。记得下雨天上学时,我们班的同学大都是披着麻袋遮雨,惟有我的同座——一个乡下的孩子,穿着件小蓑衣,令我羡慕不已。我很想穿一穿蓑衣,可是他不让。这一次我终于能穿上蓑衣了。我趁舅舅不注意偷偷地解下假人身上的蓑衣草帽,把自己“武装”起来,模仿假人舞动几下,吓得偷食小麦的麻雀四散而逃。正在我忘乎所以的时 The last time I saw the mantle of my grandfather was when I was 10 years old. In the summer of that year, my mother and I went to the countryside to see the sick grandpa. In the meantime, I saw a man wearing a straw hat wearing a straw hat shaking around in the yellow canopy of wheat. I was curiously going to leave People walked past. I remember rainy days go to school, most of my classmates are covered in sacks rain, only my fellow - a country boy, wearing a small clothes, I envy. I really want to wear a wore coat, but he does not let. This time I finally can put on my clothes. I took advantage of my uncle not paying attention to secretly dissolve the dummy hat, put their own “armed” up, imitating the dummy dancing a few times, scared to eat wheat sparrows flee. When I forget about it