In the late autumn of that year, grandma was ill and comatose for several days. I still remember her kind face and her sick body. That day, grandma opened her eyes miraculously and said something laboriously. I quickly put my ear to my grandmother's lips, and then I heard what she said Fruit " My father is at work and my mother is on the street. Who will cut the apple for my grandmother? It seems that I can only do it by myself. I took out a big red apple at the fastest speed and operated it in imitation of my mother's action. But the knife seemed to be deliberately against me. The more I wanted to cut it, the more disobeyed the knife. The deeper I cut, the shallower I cut, and the pulp of the peel fell all over the ground. When I trembled and handed the ugly half of it to grandma, I could see a happy smile on her face.
如今,祖母的病好了,我们晚饭后吃苹果的习惯还是没有改变。不过,水果刀已经掌管在我的手上。每每望着祖母和妈妈那惬意的笑脸,我感觉自己仿佛成了传递爱心的"小天使",快乐着家人,也快乐着自己。
Now that grandma is well, our habit of eating apples after supper has not changed. But the fruit knife is in my hand. When I look at my grandmother and my mother's happy smile, I feel as if I have become a little angel to convey love, happy with my family and myself.
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