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在我的老家，有一个邻居刘爷爷，他今年78岁了。刘爷爷爱遛大街，爱听京剧，爱喝两盅酒。一根旱烟袋抽了几十年了，无论是坐着站着，还是躺着靠着，他都舍不得放下，时不时地抽上两口，再哼哼几支小曲。 In my hometown, there is a neighbor grandpa Liu, who is 78 years old. Grandpa Liu loves walking the street, listening to Peking Opera and drinking two cups of wine. A dry tobacco bag has been smoking for decades. Whether sitting or lying, he is reluctant to put it down. From time to time, he smokes two cigarettes and hums a few songs. 虽然烟不离手，曲不离口，但刘爷爷心里最惦记的还是每四年一次的奥运会。 Although the smoke does not leave the hand and the tune does not leave the mouth, Grandpa Liu's heart is most concerned about the Olympic Games every four years. 还记得2000年悉尼奥运会开幕式现场直播的那天夜里，刘爷爷手忙脚乱地一不小心把他家的电视机调到了最大音量。顿时，全院都响起了振奋人心的奥运会会歌。看到中国运动员入场时，刘爷爷兴奋地挥舞着旱烟袋，瞪大眼睛，目不转睛地盯着屏幕上的中国奥运健儿，高兴得眉飞色舞，随手把烟袋往床上一扔，双手一拍大腿，由衷地赞道：“棒！精神！还是中国运动员精神！”至于那个仍在床上“哧哧”地冒着烟的旱烟袋，早已在新铺好的床罩上留下了一个具有永久纪念意义的大黑窟窿了。 | 
