写完作业,我想伸手去拿杯子,却什么也没看到。手缓子缓地缩了回来,有一点麻木和颤抖。我闭上了眼睛,仿佛闻到了已不复存在的茶香,久藏的泪再一次情不自禁地溢出来,在黑暗中似乎又看见了他———爷爷。我努力地闭上红肿的眼睛,眼前却浮现出十几年的欢声笑语。爷爷,您给我带来的 After finishing my homework, I wanted to reach for the cup, but I saw nothing. The hand slowly eased back and there was a little numbness and trembling. I closed my eyes, as if she had smelled the tea that had ceased to exist. The long-hidden tears couldn’t help but spill over again, and in the dark it seemed that I saw him again—grandfather. I tried to close the red and swollen eyes, but there were more than ten years of laughter. Grandpa, you brought me