Read " the garden of grandfather " , the clear float in my brain reveals an amiable, good-tempered, grandfather that still retain childlike and an innocent and lovely child to be in the garden the scene of amuse oneself.
读了《祖父的园子》，我脑海里清晰地浮现出一个慈祥、宽容、童心未泯的祖父和一个天真可爱的小孩子在园子里玩耍的情景。
The garden of grandfather is a vibrant, charactizing a fine spring day, bee is surrounded butterfly blast, colour of rich fairy tale writes a composition garden. The author spent the good time that joy makes a person recall again in the garden of grandfather.
祖父的园子是一片生机勃勃、鸟语花香、蜂围蝶阵，富有童话色彩的园子。作者在祖父的园子里度过了快乐又令人回味的美好时光。
In the author's the wording and purpose of what one writes, everything in the garden is free, happy. She wants to unplug grass unplugs careless, ground thinking a shovel shovels the ground, want to kick white colza fly to be kicked fly, want to become Gu Sui dog tail is careless, cut off leek when weed also nobody says her. Anyhow, she thinks what does, grandfather also not blame she, however not tire of its are obedient to irritatedly her. How amiable grandfather!
在作者的笔下，园子里的一切都是自由的、快乐的。她想拔草就拔草，想铲地就铲地，想把白菜种踢飞就踢飞，想把谷穗当狗尾巴草，把韭菜当野草割掉也没人说她。总之，她想干什么就干什么，祖父也不责怪她，而是不厌其烦地顺从她。多么慈祥的祖父啊！
The love of grandfather gave her interior freedom, let her be put in the garden flew the nature of child child. Chase after butterfly a little while, catch dragonfly a little while, go to the water that irrigates dish a little while the sky one raise, unrestrained ground amuse oneself. Play tired, she is banquet with the ground, fell asleep carefreely.
祖父的爱给了她心灵的自由，让她在园子里放飞了孩童的天性。一会儿追蝴蝶，一会儿捉蜻蜓，一会儿将浇菜的水往天上一扬，无拘无束地玩耍。玩累了，她就以地为席，悠然地入睡了。
Read this text, can't help letting me remember me grandfather, remembered the vegetable garden of rural grandfather. In one's childhood, I also follow grandfather to unplug in the garden careless, catch butterfly, plant dish... the appearance that learning grandfather, plant a dark green melon seedling in the hole that has dug, going up with the dress on the face is mud everywhere, resemble a mischievous small monkey really. No matter how I roister, grandfather also won't make a noise I, always be smilingly ground looks at me, for company I.
读了这篇课文，不禁让我想起自己的祖父，想起了乡下祖父的菜园。小时候，我也跟着祖父在园子里拔草，捉蝴蝶，种菜……学着祖父的样子，把一棵碧绿的瓜苗种在挖好的坑里，脸上和衣服上到处都是泥，真像个顽皮的小猴子。无论我怎么闹腾，祖父也不会吵我，总是笑眯眯地看着我，陪着我。
Often read this text, I have very deep touch, oneself and grandfather in the fun in the vegetable garden ground of one act act emerges in me at the moment, I also cannot refrain from be like,ground tear falls bead. Because, grandfather already in the country death 3 years. Perhaps, memory is met the elapse as time gradually efface, but grandfather and my good memory forever bake in a pan was in in my heart.
每每读到这篇课文，我都有很深的触动，自己与祖父在菜园里的趣事一幕幕地浮现在我眼前，我也情不自禁地泪落如珠。因为，祖父已经在乡下长眠三年了。也许，记忆会随着时间的推移逐渐抹去，但祖父与我一起美好的回忆永远烙在了我心里。