1月6日雨小雨没完没了地下着,我一出教室门周身顿时被阴冷的空气包围着,身体不禁打了个寒颤。我连忙裹紧衣服,随着花花绿绿的伞流涌出了校园。校门外的马路边,一个苍老的身影映入了我的眼帘:稀疏的头发被寒风吹得很凌乱,一会儿搓手一会儿又将两手放在嘴边哈气,那瘦小的身躯在寒风中不停地摆动着。啊,是爷爷!我加快脚步,心中的烦躁一扫而光,“爷爷!爷爷!”我三步 January 6 rain drifting endless, I was a classroom door suddenly surrounded by cold air, the body could not help but shuddered. I quickly wrapped tight clothes, with colorful umbrella gushing out of campus. School road outside the road, an old figure greeted my eyes: sparse hair was very blown by the cold wind, while rubbing his hands for a while and then put his hands on the side of Kazakhstan gas, the thin body in the cold do not Stop swinging. Ah, grandpa! I speed up the pace, heart irritability swept away, “Grandpa! Grandpa!” I three steps