我有一个全世界最好的爷爷。六岁那年,一个冬天的早晨,天气非常寒冷。爷爷照例天还没亮就起床了,准备送我上学。门外满眼都是雪花,像给大地铺上了一块洁白的地毯。去学校的路大都是田埂上的羊肠小道,爷爷怕我摔倒,便要背着我走。想到去学校的路那么长,爷爷身体又不太好,我有些犹豫,说:“还是让我先走一会儿吧。”“那怎么 I have the best grandpa in the world. Six years old, one winter morning, the weather is very cold. As usual, my grandfather got up before dawn, ready to send me to school. Outside the eyes are snow, like the ground covered with a white carpet. Most of the roads to go to the school are the winding paths on the sundial, grandpa afraid of me fall, they have to carry me away. Thinking of going to school so long, my grandfather is not very good, I am a little hesitant and said: ”Or let me go for a while."