“什么,邻居家的老太爷死了?”“是啊,上个星期就走了,唉,走的时候也是孤零零的,头天晚上走的,第二天才被人发现……”我怔怔地望着妈妈,始终不愿相信这个事实。可是,来到老太爷的小屋,的确是空空的,老太爷真的走了。虽然老太爷只是我的邻居,但是对于他,我总是有一种特殊的情感,或许是由于他的慈祥亲切,或许是由于他对我的体贴与关爱,又或许是由于他许许多多不一般的事迹。记忆中,老太爷总是喜欢在午后坐在躺椅上晒太阳。他做了一辈 “” “Yes ah, last week left, alas, when walking is lonely, the night before walking, the next day was found ...... ” I Stared at her mother, always reluctant to believe this fact. However, came to the old lady’s hut, is indeed empty, the old lady really gone. Although the old man is only my neighbor, but for him, I always have a special feeling, perhaps because of his kindness and affection, perhaps because of his caring and caring for me, perhaps because he is a lot of unusual Deeds. Memory, the old man always likes to sit in the sun on the couch in the afternoon. He has been a generation