Noonday, he stays in the study with grandfather, the appearance that learning grandfather lubberly at the same time washs brush, ask questioningly at the same time: "Grandfather, what is this? Why should insert great grandfather mustache in wooden club? " grandfather yock rises, at the same time acutely is coughing, explain to him at the same time: "The child, this is brush, use those who write. " said to still write on paper " " word. If he thinks of the ground to look at somewhat, take the first stroke of a Chinese character, draw up cautiously the big character of a few askew " I love Lao to a form of a address for an official or rich man " . Grandfather chuckles ground laugh is ceaseless, hold him in the arms rise kissed again...
正午，他同外公呆在书房里，一边笨拙的学着外公的样子洗毛笔，一边疑惑的问：“外公，这是什么呀？为什么要把老爷爷胡子插到木棒里呢？”外公大笑起来，一边剧烈地咳嗽着，一边向他解释：“孩子，这是毛笔，用来写字的。”说完还在纸上写了一个“家”字。他若有所思地看着，拿起笔，小心翼翼地写出几个歪歪扭扭的大字“我爱姥爷”。外公咯咯地笑个不停，把他抱起来亲了又亲……
After a few months, grandfather is by diagnose lung cancer is terminal, the grandfather on sickbed looks thin several rounds, he does not know why to there is discovery before oneself. Mortal before, grandfather is holding his hand, a place of strategic importance gives him a brush, frail the ground says: "Good child, the Chinese character is the pride of the Chinese nation, must... should have written, answer... promise me, drill well... " say to let go went on the west. He is holding grandfather cry bitterly in the arms, eye tear was in on brush, he from now on resolved, had drilled the word certainly.
几个月后，外公被确诊为肺癌晚期，病床上的外公看起来瘦了好几圈，他不知道自己以前为什么没有发现。临终前，外公握着他的手，塞给他一支毛笔，虚弱地说：“好孩子，汉字是中华民族的骄傲，一定要……要写好，答……答应我，好好练……”说完便撒手西去了。他抱着外公痛哭，眼泪滴在了毛笔上，他从此下定决心，一定将字练好。
Days is fleet. He was brought up gradually, the word also writes better more, every time when others amuse oneself, he always is in practice calligraphy, brushstroke brushstroke, a piece a piece. Every time tired when, he always can remember grandfather the word in those days. Slowly, the chrysalis on the hand child thick rise, his word is better and better also, eventually...
时光飞逝。他渐渐长大了，字也越写越好，每当别人玩耍时，他总在练字，一笔一笔，一张一张。每当累了时，他总会想起外公那时的话。慢慢地，手上的茧子厚了起来，他的字也越来越好了，终于……
Noonday, sunshine is inclined illuminate on the desk, there is a gules certificate on the desk: Calligraphy match first prize. He succeeded! Excited tear blurred gradually double eye, he cries out towards the sky: "Lao as form of a address for an official or rich man, did you see? I succeeded! " " but... you cannot practice calligraphy together with me however, hope you feel proud for me. " he slowly low first, both hands is holding certificate of merit.
正午，阳光斜照在写字台上，桌上摆着一个红色的证书：书法比赛一等奖。他成功了！激动的泪水渐渐模糊了双眼，他向着天空呐喊：“姥爷，您看到了吗？我成功了！”“可是……您却不能和我一起练字了，希望您为我感到骄傲。”他慢慢低下头，双手捏着奖状。
At this moment his bath is in warm sunshine, in the fair bosom outside resembling be in in one's childhood same, it is successful joyance completely at the same time, it is deep to grandfather yearning at the same time.
这时的他沐浴在温暖的阳光中，就像小时候在外公的怀中一样，一边满是成功的喜悦，一边是对外公深深的怀念。