Be like old movie, the thrill through in the memory of picture of one frame frame in me. The half is to look forward to, the half is lachrymal light, wet my orbit, feel as if a knife were piercing one's heart is aching.
如老电影，一帧帧画面在我的记忆中闪过。一半是憧憬，一半是泪光，湿润了我的眼眶，心如刀割疼痛。
the summer when, scorching, cicada cries noisy, the branch bud overgrowth outside the window, air is the be worried of move sluggishly. I sit in the small courtyard of grandmother, sit full marks / in green shade below, did not manacle burning hotly, have icy watermelon only, filar silk cool wind, the joy that still I and grandmother say josh laugh...
儿时的夏天，骄阳似火，蝉鸣聒噪，窗外的枝芽疯长，空气是凝滞的烦闷。我坐在外婆的小院中，坐满分/在绿荫下，没有炎热的束缚，只有冰凉的西瓜，丝丝凉风，还有我和外婆说说笑笑的欢乐……
In one's childhood, I like to need outer husband's family most. Although do not have air conditioning, but what grandmother never can let me bear sunshine is sinister. She can think all way, although be my fan fan in one's hand acerbity, also won't grouse before me. Every pass a little while, I can ask she is tired, but the answer of grandmother is very sturdy. I can be experienced come out, her sweat bead drippy, feel distressed secretly in my heart. Slowly, grandmother becomes my dependence, do not break away from.
小时候，我最喜欢待在外婆家。虽然没有空调，但外婆从不会让我忍受阳光的毒辣。她会想尽一切办法，即使为我扇风扇到手酸，也不会在我面前埋怨。每过一会儿，我都会问她累不累，可外婆的回答很坚定。我能感受出来，她的汗珠滴落，我心里暗暗心疼。慢慢地，外婆成为我的依赖，脱离不开。
Chu Xia's night, compare with Bai Rixiang, it seems that much trifling and halcyon. I look up look up at a sky, numerous star is nodded, this is the most beautiful in memory probably together " scenery line " . The lamp below small courtyard eave enlightens the dim light of night, sweet warm yellow. Grandmother lies in the rocking chair in the courtyard, and I lie in grandmother bosom. Confused, it is grandmother is touched gently, with the twittering of light tone, I think this more momently perpetuation.
初夏的夜晚，与白日相比，似乎多了些许宁静。我抬头仰望天空，繁星点点，这大概是记忆里最美的一道“风景线”。小院屋檐下的灯照亮夜色，温馨的暖黄色。外婆躺在院里的摇椅里，而我躺在外婆怀里。迷迷糊糊间，是外婆轻柔的抚摸，和轻声的呢喃，我多想这一刻永存。
Time throws the person easily, red cherry, green banana...
流光容易把人抛，红了樱桃，绿了芭蕉……
Age of 14 years old remembers to the end of his life. 7 years ago, grandmother left between the world, grief makes I burst into tears. I connect your final one side to did not see, do not have the spot to leave with you more. If can efface regrets this, I can display on one bundle of mast that you love most before one's death for you child flower, let it represent my gratitude and company. Night, I can look up as usual look up at a sky, because have that one only " astral sea " the brim that just can draw the outline of a memory, I also try to search that to let the memory that I am reluctant to leave exclusively.
十四岁的年纪刻骨铭心。七年前，外婆离开了人世间，哀痛使我泪流满面。我连您的最后一面都没见到，更没有到现场跟您告别。若能抹去这个遗憾，我会为您献上一束您生前最爱的桅子花，让它代表我的感激和陪伴。夜晚，我会像往常一样抬头仰望天空，因为只有那一片“星海”才会勾勒出回忆的边缘，我也试图去寻找那唯一让我留恋的回忆。
The regret is the terminator of good past, it is me the lose one's head that abrupt defends not as good as and touch.
遗憾是美好过去的终结者，是我猝不及防的失措与感动。(文/李晓楠)