In September, autumn wind rustles, autumn meaning gradually thick, downstair sweet-scented osmanthus left in succession, cluster round like numerous star in slender branch, sweet wave 10 lis. See these golden flowers every time, my side side total resound wears a word: The sweet-scented osmanthus with aureate “ , suit to make sweet-scented osmanthus cake most. ”
九月，秋风瑟瑟，秋意渐浓，楼下的桂花纷纷开了，繁星般簇拥在修长的枝头，香飘十里。每次见到这些金黄的花儿，我的耳畔总回荡着一句话：“金色的桂花，最适合做桂花饼。”
When 67 years old, my spend in grandmother home on the weekend. In those days, she already year even more seventy years of age, still hear and see wellhowever, ability to walk is agile.
六七岁时，我的周末便都在外祖母家度过。那时，她已年逾古稀，却依然耳聪目明，腿脚利索。
Grandmother loves sweet-scented osmanthus especially, meet when fall, the hill after she what live in a country always loves to getting me to go looks. The sweet-scented osmanthus tree of hill leaves prosperously after, far hope to be just as a golden ocean wave, balmy blast. Great-grandmother did farm work all one's life, had not studied a book, she moves close to sweet-scented osmanthus to hear, actually also the feelings that without foundation gives birth to a girl. It is a little ambiguous that she talks, jumbly lukewarm soft dialect, I can be understood constrainedly. What she is reading aloud repeatedly is: “ is really sweet ah ……”
外祖母尤其爱桂花，时逢金秋，家住农村的她总爱领着我去后山看看。后山的桂花树开得繁盛，远望犹如一片金黄的海浪，芳香阵阵。曾祖母干了一辈子农活，没念过书，她凑近桂花闻闻，竟然也凭空生出几分少女的情怀。她说话有些含糊不清，混杂温软的乡音，我勉强能听懂。她反复念着的就是：“真香啊……”
Aureate sweet-scented osmanthus is settleclear bright, bright, static beauty of orange sweet-scented osmanthus. They are medley, made my fragrance the childhood of 4 excessive.
金色桂花澄亮、灿烂，橙色桂花静美。它们拼拼凑凑，构成了我香气四溢的童年。
Grandmother sees sweet-scented osmanthus always love to take a few fall the flower goes back make sweet-scented osmanthus cake. The sweet-scented osmanthus with aureate “ , suit to do ” of sweet-scented osmanthus cake most she again and again talk about again and again is worn. Held the hand of hook of a few years of hoe, cannot bear unexpectedly the heart shakes these accessibly and lovely sweet-scented osmanthus are cultivated, and the fresh sweet-scented osmanthus of firm fall to the ground, became the matter in our bursa.
外祖母看完桂花总爱带一些落花回去做桂花饼。“金色的桂花，最适合做桂花饼”她一再念叨着。握了几十年锄头镰刀的手，居然不忍心摇一摇这些可亲可爱的桂花树，而刚落地的新鲜桂花，便成了我们的囊中之物。
The sweet-scented osmanthus cake of grandmother, the dew on composition having mountain and clay are jumbly and those who become is pure and fresh odour, other people place learns not to come to this. She grows comelily, years is diluent the edges and corners of her facial features, smooth however those who added hind of a few minutes of go through the mill is gentle, appear more simpatico, she makes the appearance that Shi Xiaoying of sweet-scented osmanthus cake is filled with, still impress is in my brain.
外祖母的桂花饼，有山作文上的露水和泥土混杂而成的清新气味，这是旁人所学不来的。她长得清秀，岁月冲淡了她五官的棱角，却平添了几分磨砺后的平和，显得更加和蔼可亲，她做桂花饼时笑盈盈的样子，仍然印记在我的脑海里。
Autumn wind rustles, ground of sift of sweet-scented osmanthus confused, even if grandmother 100 thousand kinds cannot bear heart, also do not have method to make them new return the …… on the tree
秋风瑟瑟，桂花纷纷落地，纵使外祖母千百般的不忍心，也没办法让它们重新回到树上……
, grandmother died.
九岁那年，外祖母去世了。
She closes an eye unruffledly, the furrow of her canthus ases if to still remaining the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus. In those days hind hill already was a golden tide, that gloomy in September, I also did not eat the sweet-scented osmanthus cake of faint scent again.
她安详地闭上眼睛，她眼角的皱纹仿佛都还残留着桂花的芳香。那时的后山已是一片金黄的浪潮，那个灰暗的九月，我再也没有吃到清香的桂花饼。
After be brought up, I also buy sweet-scented osmanthus cake in the supermarket constantly, can be even if I 1000 chew 10 thousand chew, also do not eat to give that clay and roric and jumbly pure and fresh taste unexpectedly.
长大后，我也时常在超市中买到桂花饼，可是纵使我千咀万嚼，竟也吃不出那泥土和露水混杂的清新味儿了。
It is sweet-scented osmanthus waves a year fall sweet when, leave on the corridor of the village full sweet-scented osmanthus, these sweet-scented osmanthus are cultivated, one is next to an orderly ground to be being arranged, look very beautiful and easy, lost a kind of natural opportunity of survival and energy however, did not have field and fresh air probably, 10 lis faint scent dimples to mutter like what spend an old person with that.
又是一年金秋桂花飘香时，小区的过道上都开满了桂花，这些桂花树，一棵挨着一棵整齐地排列着，看上去很美观大方，却失去了一种自然的生机与活力，或许没有了野外清新的空气，十里的清香和那个笑靥如花老人的喃喃自语吧。
I also no longer sentimental. There is a sound to circle in the encompass side ear constantly in the dream: The sweet-scented osmanthus with aureate “ , suit to do ……” of sweet-scented osmanthus cake most
我也不再伤感了。梦中时常有一个声音在耳边萦绕：“金色的桂花，最适合做桂花饼……”(文/李祎飏)