[概说·老师手笔]“沧海月明珠有泪,蓝田日暖玉生烟。”我徘徊在记忆的桥上,在历史的河流里打捞着童年的线索。被玻璃切割的阳光中,我看见许多棕丝的细脚在屋里游走,一块简易的案板,一张八仙桌,上面摆放着针、剪等工具。爷爷安静慈祥地坐在桌旁,梳棕丝,搓线坯,缝蓑衣。我坐在爷爷旁,不失时机地递上爷爷需要的工具,无忙可帮时,就静静地看书,做作业。上初中了,爷爷送了我两件礼物:一把黑色小雨伞,铁柄的,精致极了;一双雨靴,中帮的,帅气极了,按现在的说法,那叫奢侈品。这可妒煞了爷爷其他五个孙儿,可惜他们书没我读得好。 [Outline of the teacher pen] “Pearl of the Sea moon tears, Lantian warm jade smoke.” "I hovering on the bridge in memory, in the history of the river salvage the clues of childhood. In the sunlit glass, I saw a lot of brown silk feet walking in the house, a simple chopping board, a table of Eight Immortals, placed above the needles, scissors and other tools. Grandfather quietly and kindly sitting at the table, comb brown silk, rubbing blank billet, sewing 蓑 clothing. I sat next to my grandfather, lost no time to pass on the tools my grandfather needs, when you can help, quietly reading, doing homework. On the junior high school, my grandfather gave me two gifts: a black umbrella, iron handle, exquisite; a pair of rain boots, in the help, very handsome, according to the present statement, it is called luxury. This can be jealous of my grandfather’s other five grandchildren, but they did not read my book well.