你就像风在说话/吹动着方向/你就像海中的波浪/伴着我成长。——题记梧桐树巨大的绿色华盖又覆上了老屋的后窗。我常常在无法入睡的夜晚踩着我的小床趴在后窗上,透过老梧桐枝叶的留白看你屋子里橘色的灯光。那盏橘色的吊顶灯朦胧出来的世界温暖了我所有的时光……我出生那年,你已六十三岁。比起其他孩子的奶奶来说你已不年轻。我偶然翻起当年的老照片,你坐在月季花束下,怀里抱着小小的 You are like the wind is talking / blowing the direction / you are like the waves in the sea / accompanied me to grow. - Inscription plane tree huge green canopy covered the backs of the old house. I often lie on the back window on my cot at night when I can not sleep, looking at the orange light in your room through the white foliage of old sycamore trees. The hazy world of orange ceilings warmed all my time ... I was sixty-three years old when I was born. You are not young compared to other children’s grandma. I accidentally turned up the old photos of the year, you sat under the bouquet of roses, holding a small arms