我记得小时候和奶奶一起过的第一次圣诞晚会。我当时还只是个孩子。我记得姐姐嘲弄的话好似晴空霹雳:“根本没有圣诞老人,连傻子都知道!”我哪里受得了这个,马上骑上自行车穿过镇上的街道直奔奶奶家。奶奶不是个浮夸鼓噪的人,从不夸夸其谈。我找她因为我知道她肯定会告诉我真相。我知道奶奶讲的总是真的;而且,吃着奶奶那举世闻名的桂皮面包,那她讲的话就更加中听了。 I remember my first Christmas party with my grandmother when I was young. I was only a child at the time. I remember my sister’s mocking remarks as if it were clear and clear: “There is no Santa Claus. Even the fool knows!” "Where I got this, I immediately rode my bike through the town streets and headed straight to my grandmother’s house. Grandma is not an exaggerated person and she never talks about it. I found her because I knew she would tell me the truth. I knew that my grandma was always true; and, while she was eating grandma’s world-famous cinnamon bread, her words were more heard.