That is red below lamplight, it is blazing color, also be the color of love.
灯光下那一抹红，是炽热的颜色，也是爱的颜色。
—— preface
——题记
Suddenly turn one's head. Old times is smooth, safe and sound.
蓦然回首。旧时光，安然无恙。
“ gallop unoccupied place fleeting time, suddenly changes ” like frost of an instant star. Now, child child is grown already in former days, when aged person double hair on the temples is white. That gules sweater in chest corner, still put the taste that leaving love, the happiness with long continous stays in the …… in the heart forever
“驰隙流年，恍如一瞬星霜换”。而今，昔日孩童已长大，当年老人双鬓白。衣柜角落里那件红色的毛衣，仍存留着爱的气味，绵长的幸福永远留在了心中……
The grandma is the person with a traditional more serious thought, very obstinate. when spend the New Year, she always is urging us this side dot wears bright red clothes, appear festival. And I gruff, is “ gules? I do not want! So Philistine! ” at this moment, she should begin to chatter. And I crouch stubbornly in the corner, with silent will express revolt.
奶奶是一个传统思想较重的人，又十分地固执。儿时过年，她总催着我们这帮小孩子穿大红衣，显得喜庆。而我又倔，“红色？我不要！那么俗气！”这时，她便要开始唠叨。而我就倔强地蹲在角落，以沉默来表示反抗。
Winter, already was a late night. I write line of business in the room, look up between suddenly, see the gules paper-cut for window decoration on pane. It is gules. I go by, muse. “ grandma cuts red paper-cut for window decoration again, still stick in so conspicuous place! ” , I am talking in whispers “ how so bend so as to breakstubborn! True earth! ” . I do not think red is good-looking color all along.
一个冬天，已是深夜。我在房间里写作业，蓦然间一抬头，便望见窗玻璃上红色的窗花。又是红色。我走过去，仔细端详。“奶奶又剪红窗花了，还贴在这么显眼的地方！”，我嘀咕着“怎么这么拗呢！真土！”。我一向不认为红色是好看的颜色。
Before returning desk, write line of business then. Well? Really strange, there is a bit sound unexpectedly in the sitting room. Common at that time, the grandma still is watching TV! I some feel puzzled, did not hear at ordinary times Yi prattles ah opera sound, a little unaccustomed still.
回到书桌前，接着写作业。咦？真奇怪，客厅里竟没有一点声音。平常这时候，奶奶应该还在看电视吧！我有些纳闷，没听见平时咿咿呀呀的戏曲声，还有些不习惯呢。
My slowly composition rises. Light putt opens the door, the lamp of the sitting room still is shining. The screen of TV is black. See the grandma sits on sofa, two shutting closely. She is breathing shallowly, already slept soundly peacefully. I can't help feeling questioningly, there still is the red sweater that has not knitted closely in the hand of the old person, two long shots are interweaving, posse wool is on sofa. Abrupt some feel distressed. The grain of old person canthus is deep already, black hair attack by surprise does not live silver-colored silk, yi Ren already was washed go by days high-spirited and vigorous. I am brought up, and she is in age.
我慢悠悠地作文起身走出去。轻轻打开门，客厅的灯还亮着。电视的屏幕是黑的。见奶奶坐在沙发上，两眼紧紧地闭着。她浅浅地呼吸着，已安然熟睡。我不禁感到诧异，老人的手里还紧紧拽着还没织完的红毛衣，两根长针交织着，沙发上是一团毛线。突然间有些心疼。老人眼角的纹路已深，黑发掩不住银丝，伊人已被时光涤去意气风发。我在长大，而她在变老。
Below lamplight, that red sweater appears particularly dazzling. The one terrified in my heart. Is the grandma to say to want to knit sweater to me a few days ago? I wake up …… gently she, “ is so late, how be asleep in this? ” grandma kneads those who knead Xing Song to sleep eye, “ I knit sweater to you, the person is old, make tired, give was asleep. Hey, muddleheaded! Look, this sweater, it is gules, much more good-looking! You always say gules earth, how be met? Sometime is darling put on, fasten not obedient ……”
灯光下，那件红毛衣显得特别耀眼。我的心里一怔。奶奶前几天不是说要给我织毛衣吗？难道……我轻轻唤醒她，“这么晚了，怎么在这睡着了？”奶奶揉揉惺忪的睡眼，“我给你织毛衣呢，人老了，一犯困，就给睡着了。哎，糊涂了！瞧，这毛衣，是红色的，多好看！你总说红色土，怎么会呢？改天就乖乖穿上，别不听话……”
My heart is casual was touched. Old person the same night is the red sweater that I knit, because love,be. Red is a kind of simple color only, became what the old person loves however hold read aloud.
我的心不经意间被触动了。老人连夜为我织的红毛衣，是因为爱吧。红色只是一种简单的颜色，却成了老人一份爱的执念。
In the heart much abrupter a colour, it is gules!
心中突然多了一抹色彩，是红色！
Night is late already, the old person enters dreamland gradually. Sh! The bug outside the window cries to close gently please, fasten alarm her dream to one's heart's content. (public date: Contain city Chinese)
夜已深，老人渐入梦乡。嘘！窗外虫鸣请轻收，别惊扰她梦酣。（公众号：涵城语文）(文/邓珠琳)