The grandfather is told to me constantly, wine is his life, ni Ni his life root, in those days I ability is 56 years old, I do not know the meaning of this word.
爷爷时常对我讲，酒是他的命，妮妮他的命根，那时我才五六岁，我并不懂这话的意思。
The grandfather sits to the front of the table, carry on one cup of white spirit, first fine fine ground is heard, then closes an eye to recall moment, . Then fine on fine close lightly one, mouth “ Da ” a few, whole person resembles be intoxicated in elfland general. Sometimes, drink at the same time at the same time of smilingly look at me, say complacently: “ has Sun You alcoholic drink. The day is immortal of be better than really ah ” . Meet flagon sky, father mother always should persuade to get on 9, “ this bright avoided ” . Grandfather not show respect for. Laughing at “ how to can cut his life ” . Always carry me on the back finally, shop of buoyant ground face runs.
爷爷坐到桌子前，端上一杯白酒，先细细地闻一闻，继而闭上眼睛回味片刻，。接着细细的抿上一口，嘴巴“吧嗒”几声，整个人就像陶醉在仙境里一般。有时，一边喝一边笑眯眯的看着我，得意的说：“有孙有酒。日子真是赛过神仙啊”。遇上酒壶空了，爸爸妈妈总是要劝上一两句，“这顿明就免了吧”。爷爷并不买账。笑着“怎么能割了他的命”。最后总是背起我，乐呵呵地朝商店跑。
At that time. I believe sturdily, this is called the thing of wine, the jade fluid that compares The Jade Emperor for certain fines jade oar more still eat. Then an idea goes out in the break ground in my puerile heart. I raise my wine cup to plant, the bearing of imitate grandfather asks gently, be gotten by that pungent wine flavour choke unexpectedly trip of my within an inch of is in the ground. My unwilling to give up, again fine fine heard, also found fragrance of a silk it seems that, seemed to be found really a few wave wave desire the feeling of celestial being. Pardonable grandfather favores this plaything.
当时。我坚定的相信，这被称为酒的东西，肯定比玉皇大帝的玉液琼浆更还吃。于是一个想法在我稚嫩的心中破土而出。我把酒倒在自己的杯种，模拟爷爷的神态轻轻一问，不料被那刺鼻的酒味呛得我差点摔倒在地。我不死心，再细细闻了一下，似乎也找到了一丝丝香味，好像真的找到了一些飘飘欲仙的感觉。难怪爷爷偏爱这玩意儿。
I began to act, raise a cup to copy the grandfather's model, hear first, then closes a key point, use up one of drink finally. But Da the movement of Da has not been done, abrupt the flavor of a difficult character, resembling is definitely the flood of the bank, bite toward my throat come up, resemble having posse inside body ablaze blaze, in turn over the feeling with a pluvial combustion afflictive instant not to have head filament as that, me be wrapped, brain a blank, slowly whats did not know. When I awake had been the 2nd day midday, the grandfather is accompanied beside me logy is looking at me.
我开始行动了，举起杯子模仿爷爷的样子，先闻一闻，继而闭上眼，最后将其一饮而尽。可是吧嗒吧嗒的动作还没做出来，突然一股难言的滋味，像是决堤的洪水，朝我的喉咙咬上来，体内像有一团熊熊火焰，在翻个雨燃烧瞬间难受的感觉如同那无头细线，把我一层一层的裹住了，脑子一片空白，慢慢的什么也不知道了。等到我醒来已经是第2天中午，爷爷陪在我身边呆呆的望着我。
When having a meal that day, the first time on the desk did not have flagon. Since then, I also did not see the grandfather has drunk wine again, meet happy festival time sometimes, family persuades him to drink, he never also is carried cup. The grandfather always pats the shoulder that pats me, sigh gently, say sturdily: “ still is drunk, the one's very life that I can not miss to lose my oh! ” later I just from the grandma there be informed, the grandfather was drunk everybody does not persuade ten years, but because,be I, he is complete Buddhist monastic discipline ……
那天吃饭的时候，桌上第一次没有了酒壶。从那以后，我也再没看到爷爷喝过酒，有时遇上佳节，家人都劝他喝一口，他也从不端杯。爷爷总是拍拍我的肩，轻轻地叹口气，坚定地说：“还喝啊，我可不想失去自己的命根子哟！”后来我才从奶奶那儿得知，爷爷喝了十几年谁也劝不住，但就是因为我，他彻底戒了……
“ wine is my life, grandson the one's very life that is me. ” this word ases if to ring in side side again, I am a bit sad, feel so pleasant again however ……
“酒是我的命，孙是我的命根子。”这句话仿佛又在耳边响起，我有点难过，却又觉得如此动听……(文/易湘妮)