The month that beautifuls when beautiful the smell in Cong Yunxia the cheek of half whiteness, I come to here again. Gently, gently, in one bark deep pool, be like the hand that sees her again to be waved addressly in Wu Mo's black hair, clever lack practice and skill is beautiful, still have the smiling expression like my Xia Hua.
当娟娟的月儿从云霞中探出半边洁白的脸颊，我又来到这里。轻轻的、轻轻的，一汪深潭里，似又看见她的手在乌墨的青丝中灵巧地舞动，妙手生花，还有我夏花般的笑容。
Childhood when, grandmother loves to move bench of a piece of bamboo clappers, give out the noise of ” of “ creak creak. I am wearing skirt of lily-white broken cotton print, clever ground sits on bamboo stool. Grandmother is taking wooden comb, gentle fingering is worn my hair silk, crawly, very comfortable. Although carry on the back to grandmother, but I can experience that both hands to move back and forth back and forth between my hair silk clearly as before. Not a little while, each address pattern changed to come out by that pair of hands. Approach lakefront, look at the people in water, not by the tooth that bares whiteness, two buccal fly two Gong Yun. Grandmother stands in beside look at me, laughed at sound. I go without face about. In lake water, the facial rise that I can see grandmother bestrews furrow dimly reveals the smile like rainbow.
孩提之时，祖母爱搬一张竹板凳，发出“咯吱咯吱”的声响。我穿着纯白的碎花布裙，乖巧地坐在竹凳上。祖母拿着木梳，轻柔地抚弄着我的发丝，痒痒的，很舒服。虽然背对着祖母，但我依旧能清楚地感受到那双手在我的发丝间来回穿梭。不一会儿，一个个灵巧的花样就由那双手变了出来。走近湖边，看着水中的人影，不由露出洁白的牙齿，两颊飞起两朵红云。祖母站在身旁看着我，笑出了声。我没有转过身去。湖水中，我依稀能够看见祖母布满皱纹的脸上浮现出彩虹般的笑容。
Years goes from palm unoccupied place midstream. Work is heavy with each passing day, now and then the interest of the do up one's hair since memory, it is to miss very.
时光从掌隙中流走。作业日渐繁重，偶尔回忆起梳头之趣，甚是想念。
Accidental, completed work early. Grandmother gently ground walks into a room, all over the face caboodle laugh: “ one by one, does the grandma help your do up one's hair? ”“ is good! ” is made is age big, the start of grandmother is slow inflexible. I am brooding maths is inscribed, ren Youzu's mother moves back and forth. Ten minutes of compositions went, my slightly is being taken before expecting a mirror. The old girl that which have “ 15 years old still plunges into double fried dough twist? Inner tube of ” my sound is worn inwardly angry. In looking at lens oneself: A meter the great stature of 75, optional ground covers the school uniform of clement hypertrophy to go up in the body, the top of head is worn plait of two fried dough twist, agrestic scent is very. Grandmother stoop is worn back, low head, walk out of a room silently. Faint in, what I see her the corner of the eye is glittering and translucent. Some are not flavor in the heart.
偶然的一次，早早地完成了作业。祖母轻手轻脚地走进房间，满脸堆笑：“一一，奶奶帮你梳头吧？”“好！”许是年纪大了，祖母的动作缓慢又僵硬。我沉思着数学题，任由祖母摆弄。十分钟作文过去了，我略带着期待走到镜子前。“哪有十五岁的大姑娘还扎双麻花的？”我声音里带着愠怒。看着镜中的自己：一米七五的大个子，宽厚肥大的校服随意地套在身上，头顶着两条麻花辫，乡土气味十足。祖母佝偻着背，低着头，不声不响地走出房间。隐约中，我看见她的眼角的晶莹。心中有些不是滋味儿。
Classes are over the following day, work is very much. Walk into a door, see grandmother is seeing the album with that yellow extensive, corners of the mouth is ticked off remove a light radian. She sees I came, put down the album in the hand immediately: “ one by one, you come back! Did hunger become bad? The grandma fills a meal to you now! ”“ not, I am not hungry. Work is little today, I want to change a state of mind, you help my do up one's hair! ”“ is good, good, good, the grandma goes taking a comb! You are waiting! The eye ground spurt of ” grandma fires excited ray.
第二天放学，作业很多。走进家门，看见祖母在看那泛黄了的相册，嘴角勾起一个淡淡的弧度。她见我来了，立刻放下手中的相册：“一一，你回来啦！饿坏了吧？奶奶现在就给你盛饭去！”“不了，我不饿。今天作业少，我想换个心情，你帮我梳头吧！”“好，好，好，奶奶去拿梳子啊！你等着！”奶奶的眼底迸射出兴奋的光芒。
This, the movement of the grandma as before inflexible and slow, but the gentleness in the movement that I find her clearly, had combed step-by-steply braid. My as usual goes to the front of the mirror, look at the person in the mirror, I laughed at sound, grandmother also laughed, be like in those days the beauty like rainbow.
这一次，奶奶的动作依旧僵硬而缓慢，但我分明感觉到她的动作里的轻柔，按部就班地梳好了辫子。我如常走到镜子前，看着镜子里的人，我笑出了声，祖母也笑了，一如当年彩虹般美丽。
Very long later, I carry a pen to write down this article, years is static good, gentle breeze not dry, sun is shining, look up at a day, see rainbow again!
很久以后，我提笔写下这篇文章，岁月静好，微风不燥，阳光正亮，抬头望天，又见彩虹！(文/严雯轶)