The dim light of night thick, the sky is hanging the bright moon one round, the bright moon asperses bits of bits brightness, the earth right now a silvery white, look hazy and good, this scene also allows this condition I was immersed in in one's childhood among memory.
夜色正浓，天空挂着一轮明月，明月洒下点点光辉，大地此时一片银白，看起来朦胧而美好，此情此景也让我陷入了小时候的回忆当中。
Grandfather grandmother still is in in those days, the picture that we take together to chat seems to be in yesterday: The mother-in-law is touching my little hand to say to me so at the same time at the same time: "Clear, it is very round that you see this moon? Do you want not to want? Waited for you to be brought up the mother-in-law is picked send you. " do not understand in one's childhood, I believe, buoyant ground agreed, mom sees me this is small foolish appearance, laugh so that the mouth closes not approach. Again later, we took moon cake, eat moon cake, enjoy the glorious full moon, listen to a grandfather the talk between their older generation: Hey You, this one every day, really fast, be a year of the Mid-autumn Festival in an instant.
那时外公外婆尚在，我们坐在一起聊天的画面仿佛就在昨天：婆婆一边抚摸着我的小手一边这样对我说：“清儿，你看这月亮是不是很圆？你想不想要？等你长大了婆婆就摘下来送给你。”小时候不懂，我便信以为真，乐呵呵地答应了，妈妈看到我这小傻样，笑得嘴都合不拢了。再后来，我们把月饼拿了出来，吃月饼，赏月，听爷爷他们老一辈之间的谈话：哎呦，这一天天的，真快，转眼又是一年中秋节了。
Next my memory jumped the 3rd year mid-autumn, different this mid-autumn former days, because the body of grandfather is in this year to worsen suddenly, had tumor, and still be terminal, treat bad. Died during mid-autumn, also let a person feel cold and cheerless, although grandfather at ordinary times the word is not much, let me think he is very fierce, but not be such, it is wonderful that he takes us, going up the risk that there still can is the full hand that is tied by thorn when hill is an injury takes Shan Mei to me, but he went suddenly however, oh, lian Yisheng accost is not hit, let a person have not enough time to prepare.
然后我的记忆就跳到了第三年中秋，这个中秋不同往日，因为外公的身体在这一年突然恶化，有了肿瘤，并且还是晚期，治不好。在中秋期间便离世了，也让人觉得冷清了，虽然爷爷平时话不多，让我认为他很凶，可是并不是这样，他带我们是极好的，在上山时还会冒着被刺扎的满手是伤的风险给我带山莓回来，可是他却突然走了，真是的，连一声招呼都不打，让人来不及准备。
Spent for a long time again, I answered a god to look to headroom, discover the bright moon is depended on depend on in bug sound cry, coolish late wind still also is being blown, regrettablly, old friend however be dead, this home also becomes more quiet...
再过了许久，我回了神望向高空，发现明月依在虫声依鸣，微凉的晚风也还在吹，只可惜，故人却不在了，这个家也变得更加安静了……