英文短文介绍自己身边的一个老人 通过一件事表达出这个人的特点

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Every time Waipojia, must be passed by a ruins, the half-man, and weeds, collapsed beam, dark walls, as if in little by little more than a decade ago, complaining that the fire, the front of the Guangliuliu Dan Deng, Qingling the chimney, I have outlined to a number of years ago I Xinyi of the old house, and, an unknown elderly. It is a child, the very minor, in my memory, this old house and the elderly appeared in my life. On his appearance, has been completely, I do not remember, the elderly very kindly, that's it, but seems to be good white hair, I do not remember in elementary school, described as the pot was his gray hair with white, he just laughed ah ah laugh. . I love him very much, I remember when I was small I was very Chan, Chan strings that huge Red ice Tanghuhu that thick sugar-coated enough to let me lick Hong while. Since then, my life, every day there - a kind of rock candy ice Tanghuhu good gift thick hyacinth good it is - he gave me. This makes me happy, but also he was pleased that whenever I sucking the ice Tanghuhu, will Weiyi in his arms, he was always the holding LIMITED love me, I Yaozhuo, mouth Hengzhe morning has forgotten lyrics nursery rhyme, rhyme is the child is melancholy. Writing .
He single-handedly pull a good erhu, when they did not always understand why, as sawing back and forth like Latin America, we can pull good sound infants, I also tried, even if I find that Puren, and the two did not have the good String instruments have never been successful at it, never. He taught me scale, but I Henben, no Society, no, as he put it, "after Let pull together." His best at Rafah [Happy Valley Liuliu hill] it can be good for children, with the smoke canmaking new friends and when that happens, I will tune with the children singing, then if you pass by there, you will see an old man sitting in front of a Guangliuliu Shideng pull the erhu, a Xiaomaohai inviting voice to sing the "Happy Valley Liuliu the mountains ...
He was a good stories such as [] [Baxianguohai Cowherd and Weaver Girl] as he tried to get in, I do not know how his mind there are so many stories, Kanna chimney scattered blazes, he would say: "That is a small angels, they will benefit the world, will reward good boy, good boy in the dream, in their Xiaozui spray on some milk, let them questionnaires sleeping ." this time, I will Shasha asked: "Do you know them? that you follow them! I am a good boy I spray them to the point of milk! sweetened yo!" his story, let me spend a substantial nightmare childhood.
However, the "Little Angels', we separated, and far better at much good, a paradise, one in the world, making new friends. Since I do not know his name, asked for the elderly with the return is always a look of confusion, therefore, I no longer asked, will be buried deep in their heart, the day he went to heaven, I did not cry, I naive to think that he will come back, I do not know if this is the life of separation , and do not know how I will not see him again, I do not know how that can no longer eat Sweetest Tanghuhu not, it [the Happy Valley Liuliu mountains], I could no longer sing and the erhu, that wonderful story, I will will never be heard again!
Wind before making a rustle weeds voice, I left in tears passes, air-dried. Me immersed in remembrance of those memories trivial things, then disappeared in the fire in the elderly, he has been an ash pan with white hair .. .
谢谢!