望着那瘦骨嶙峋的脸,右手那断了半根的手指,耳朵旁还有刚做完手术的痕迹,听着从他嘴里传出的难受的呼吸声,耳边众多人的呼唤,我无声的眼泪往下滴,那套超大的寿衣包裹着他。早在我放学的路上,外婆那支支吾吾的声音,我知道,爷爷活不久了,我告诉我自己:“你是家里的长子,你不可以哭,你要冷静。”可是,我还是忍不住,因为他是我的家人,我的贴心爷爷。爷爷不仅是一个善良、孝顺母亲、爱护子孙的人,还是一个养鸡高手。每年我们都能吃到爷爷养的大肥鸡,美味至极。“爷爷,你怎么还不睡觉?” Looked at the skinny face, his right hand that half a finger off, there are still signs of just finished surgery, listening to his mouth from the uncomfortable breathing, many people call the ear, I’m silent Tears dripping down, the oversized shroud wrapped him. As early as the way I left school, grandmother that support my voice, I know, my grandfather lived not long ago, I told myself: “You are the eldest son of the family, you can not cry, you have to be calm.” However, I Still can not help, because he is my family, my caring grandfather. Grandpa is not only a kind, filial mother, loved ones, or a chicken master. Every year we can eat grandfather raised fat chicken, extremely delicious. “Grandpa, why do not you sleep?”