Large tree looks at leaf sadly be born; flower is reluctant to leave the scent of withered leaf; Those dim calligraphy and painting on earthy wall. Everything if Bai Ju is too unoccupied place, days is fleet. I sit in leave for the last bus that come home to go up, look to the window outside, discover to the sweet-scented osmanthus that gets just in time leaves when coming, be in it seems that slowly withered.
大树看着叶子悄然地落地；花儿留恋着凋零花瓣的芳香；土墙上暗淡了的那些字画。一切如白驹过隙，时光飞逝。我坐在开往回家的末班车上，看向窗外，发现来时开得正好的桂花，似乎在慢慢地凋零。
After arriving home, above all of greet is white hair of that silk on grandma head. How to just spend a month, did your hair catch color ” with respect to anxious “ ? In my heart already some gladder to have again distressed. I called “ grandma ” . The grandma is saying gladly, look, this is our home who came back! Say you want to eat some of what quickly? The grandma sees you the likelihood became hungry, do to you some delicious? I say the course that consider takes with respect to what assentation of course. In the kitchen, the grandma is very fast busy rose, I also make a right-hand seat beside her. The grandma says to me: “ wanted to eat ‘ gram ’ , can have picked frying eat. ” still is done not have in me on when high school, the gram in grandma ground, have tender leaf and the beans that having thin film only. Already turned a bowl into medium food nowadays.
到家后，首先映入眼帘的便是奶奶头上那丝丝白发。怎么才过了一个月，您的头发就着急地“染上了颜色”？我的心里既高兴又有些忧伤。我叫了一声“奶奶”。奶奶就高兴地说着，看，这是我们家的谁回来了啊！快说说你想吃些啥啊？奶奶看你可能饿了，给你做些好吃的？我当然就附和的说着想吃的菜。在厨房里，奶奶很快忙起来了，我也在她身边打下手。奶奶对我说：“想吃‘绿豆’了吧，已经可以摘来炒着吃啦。”在我还没上高中时，奶奶地里的绿豆，只有嫩的叶和有着薄薄膜的豆。如今已变成碗中的食物了。
I hear the footstep of ”…… of Da of ”“ of Da of the “ outside the door, knowing is the grandfather came back. I go stealthily behind him, blindfolded gently his eye, I saw his bullish corners of the mouth, he starts to talk slowly: “ knows you came back, but how long so tall, have a grandfather so tall ah! I remember ” suddenly, just do not have the tiptoe since stand on tiptoe to wrote a composition to blindfold unexpectedly the grandfather's eye. Can't help floating start nods dimple in my heart, resemble stone brush water, aroused days, next rapid ground is parting. So I had been that dot no longer, I am long tall while, days also is on their face engrave trace. The pear tree before the door, xie Yi piece fall, in the home, filled time hastily footstep.
我听见门外“嗒”“嗒”……的脚步声，知道是爷爷回来了。我悄悄地走到他身后，轻轻地蒙住了他的眼睛，我看见了他上扬的嘴角，他缓缓地开口：“知道你回来了，但怎么长这么高了，都有爷爷那么高了呀！”我猛地想起，刚刚竟没踮起脚尖作文就蒙住了爷爷的眼睛。我心中不禁泛起点点涟漪，像石头擦过水面，激起了时光，然后飞快地逝去。原来我已经不再是那个小孩子了，我长高的同时，时光也在他们脸上刻上了痕迹。门前的梨树，叶一片一片的落下，家中，充满了时光匆促的脚步。
I am abrupt recall once caressed me that, teach my one's old school, before deciding then, go visitting. The school gate is ajar half attack by surprise is worn, just, I go in. Along the playground, I spend a covered corridor or walk of the stage slowly, green young plant is green young plant no longer, it is the withered head that has opened a flower. Write on column some more the name that does not know, but I however looked at a familiar name. Write down the one individual —— in brain more than teacher. I take a look at a draught, when remembering he attends class, carry small turn on the back, the hand is being maintained discuss the likelihood of the desk, an acid has waved in the heart. Subsequently, I had walked along 15 paces stair, flashy, I think appeared illusive, I and he is inspected. He was done not have first 3 when sharp to the student eyes. Hear, teach us that first 3, he is classmaster no longer.
我突然忆起那个曾经呵护我，教育我的母校，于是便决定前去看望。校门半开半掩着，刚好，我走进去了。沿着操场，我慢慢地来到花台的长廊，绿苗不再是绿苗，是开过花的枯头。写字栏上多了些不认识的名字，但我却一眼望到了个熟悉的名字。记在脑海中的一个人——余老师。我一下子走神，想起了他上课时，背微弯，手撑着讲桌的样子，心中飘过一阵酸。随后，我已经走了十五步楼梯，一瞬间，我以为出现了错觉，我与他相视。他没了初三时对学生严厉的眼神。听说，教完我们那届初三，他不再是班主任。
That is like the youth of water fleeting time, much beauty! You see that classroom still have the chalk that fly upwards and familiar desk!
那似水流年的青春，多美啊！你看那间教室还有飞扬的粉笔与熟悉的课桌！
Return the home, return alma mater, return old times light, but how don't I also leave those however I think, I read aloud. Dusty memory is opened, I decide it sadly case.
回到家，回到母校，回到旧时光，可我却怎么也留不住那些我想，我念的。尘封的记忆被打开，我悄然地将它定格。
Light dies.
光逝。(文/王玉娇)