In going up, learn to just be moved here come. Everything here, I cannot suit all the time, although had gone two years.
上了中学才搬到这儿来的。这里的一切，我一直都无法适应，即使已经过去了两年。
Be the disadvantage that lives in first floor probably. In summer everywhere the flying moth of wallop, the cockroach that the track on the ground hides, the all the time does not buzz old man the mosquito that make sound, upstairs accompanying traitorous child recite scriptures like a genre of popular entertainment consisting mainly of talking and singing and shout, formed me midnight awake the ignition source that is close to breaking out.
大概是住在一楼的坏处吧。夏天里到处乱窜的飞蛾，地上行踪隐匿的蟑螂，无时无刻不嗡翁作响的蚊子，伴着楼上叛逆的孩子念经似的说唱与嘶吼，构成了我夜半醒来濒临暴发的点火源。
I always sit up suddenly, push a grandmother in sleeping soundly. Resemble next complain complain like Fu, the dissatisfaction that pouring out me glibly and furious, perhaps return some resentment. Then my tone unplugs gradually tall, resembling is to be in the child match with upstairs.
我总是猛地坐起来，推搡起熟睡中的外婆。然后像个怨妇般抱怨，滔滔不绝地倾诉着我的不满与气愤，也许还有些怨恨。于是我的音调渐渐拔高，像是在与楼上的孩子比赛。
"This is what broken house, I should come home! I should come home!!
“这是什么破房子啊，我要回家！”
Every time at this moment, grandmother always is silent not character, knowing is had not waked up, still be cherish ashamed regret. It is latter that I hope more, with delay the accurate of my heart.
每当这时，外婆总是沉默不言，不知是还没睡醒，还是心怀愧疚。我更希望是后者，以缓我内心的不爽。
But the day still has wanted, the gear of time won't stop for whose irritated care rotational. With the travel before continueing commonly former days, extend is ancient changeless 2.1 line.
但日子还是要过的，时间的齿轮不会为谁的烦忧而停下转动。同往日一般继续前行，亘古不变的两点一线。
That is a dusk that still calculates warmth, I classes are over come home, perhaps be the mood still calculates cheerful, look at this bad house, also was born unexpectedly some ineffable ease attributive feeling.
那是一个还算温暖的黄昏，我放学回家，也许是心情还算愉悦吧，看着这糟糕的房子，竟也生起了些莫名安心的归属感。
The smile of my raise, after the posse shade that sees a corner, instantaneous die.
我扬起的笑意，在看到角落的一团阴影后，瞬间消逝。
That is - the body that piles insect.
那是-堆虫子的尸体。
"Ah! " shriek of ground of my Jing dread rises, drew the grandmother that stays in house, she rushs suddenly, see this situation, what should she say it seems that, showed an awkward smile again however.
“啊！”我惊惧地尖叫起来，引来了呆在屋里的外婆，她猛地冲出来，看到此景，她似乎要说什么，却又露出了一个尴尬的笑容。
"Still do not have there's still time to clear... "
“还没来得及清理呢……”
I am a little interrogative, after seeing the thing in her hand clear however, all be clear.
我有些疑惑，却在看清了她手里的东西后，全部了然。
-- insecticide.
——杀虫剂。
Grandmother stands over, there is apron on the body, there is insecticide in the hand, there still is some of fine sweat it seems that on forehead, hide in close furrow.
外婆站在那儿，身上套着围裙，手里拿着杀虫剂，额头上似乎还闪着些细汗，隐匿在细密的皱纹里。
An acerbity meaning emerges mind, there is tears in eyes to flush in the eye. I as if see she is in cramped room, stoop is worn the body is worn in the gush in the corner insecticide, hand of from time to time helps the waist up to beat, the acid that carries on the back in order to alleviate aches; From time to time furls sleeve brushs sweat, spat breath is so loud and jarring...
一股酸意涌上心头，眼睛里有泪花涌出。我仿佛看到她在狭窄的房间里，佝偻着身子在角落里喷着杀虫剂，时而手扶腰部敲打，以缓解背的酸疼；时而卷起衣袖擦汗，吐出的呼吸是那么粗重……
So each my word, grandmother never forgets; Each my trouble, she wants to be eliminated for me; Original, oneself are how not sensible, grandmother accompanies care silently to wear all the time however me.
原来我的每一句话，外婆都不曾忘记；我的每一个烦恼，她都想为我消除；原来，自己是多么的不懂事，外婆却一直如此默默地陪伴关爱着我。
I go by, held her in arms closely, that brings the person of good happiness to me, touch ashamed to remorse to emerge together mind.
我走过去，紧紧抱住了她，那个给我带来美好幸福的人，感动愧疚一起涌上心头。
The love of grandmother, be like unbroken drizzle is moist I grow. Good, never absent.
外婆的爱，如绵绵细雨滋润我成长。美好，从未缺席。