“外公，我回来了。”淡淡的声音只有我一人听到。推开老屋的小木门，慢慢地，我才发现孤单的存在，最后才觉人去楼空只剩自己。——题记
"Grandfather, I'm back." I was the only one to hear the faint voice. Push open the small wooden door of the old house, slowly, I found the existence of loneliness, and finally felt that the house was empty, only myself. ——Inscription
看院里花瓣片片飘落，拾起落叶捧在手心，突然发现，秋又来了。又是一个月圆之夜，古人就有“琼楼玉宇，高处不胜寒”一说，不知道天宫上的您是否安好？
Looking at the petals falling in the courtyard, picking up the leaves and holding them in the palm of my hand, I suddenly found that autumn is coming again. It is a full moon night, the ancients have "Qionglou Yuyu, high is too cold" said, do not know whether you are well in the heavenly palace?
今夜，冷星伴着圆月，真的很美。记忆相册掉落的沙粒灼伤了眼，我却义无反顾回首，那与你的点点滴滴。在那条洒满我们欢笑的乡间小路，我调皮地踏着水花，你无奈的跟随我的步伐。记忆中，您喜欢不戴帽子在雨中耕作……
Tonight, the cold star with the full moon, really beautiful. Memory Album dropped sand burned my eyes, but I have no hesitation to look back, that and your little bit by bit. In the country road full of our laughter, I playfully step on the water spray, you can't help but follow my step. In memory, you like to work in the rain without a hat
曾记得儿时中秋月圆之夜，忙里忙外张罗着过节的，是您；嚷嚷着再忙也要陪孩子们玩游戏的，也是您；笨手笨脚地编织着中秋灯笼的，还是您。而如今，圆桌上的茶杯里，再也见不着您的身影；庭院里的老树下，再也听不到您的笑语；闪烁的烛光中，再也映不出您亲切的面容……
I once remember that it was you who were busy with the festival on the full moon night of the Mid Autumn Festival when I was a child; it was you who clamored to play games with the children no matter how busy; it was you who clumsily weaved the lantern of the Mid Autumn Festival. But now, you can no longer be seen in the tea cup on the round table, your smile can no longer be heard under the old trees in the courtyard, and your kind face can no longer be reflected in the flickering candlelight
外公，我回来了。带着满目苍痍，我回到了魂牵梦萦的家园。乌云翻滚中，慢慢压向我的天空，是您郁郁不快的心情吗？您在责怪我的久久不归？您说，您喜欢看我写字的样子。那时候，你不认识字，你总爱坐在旁边，手执蒲扇，看我写着歪歪斜斜的字，您说很神奇……外公，您知道吗？我现在每天在学校都有写字，写着您喜欢的汉字，写着关于您的故事，写了很多很多……
Grandfather, I'm back. With the sight of desolation, I returned to my dream home. Dark clouds rolling, slowly pressure to my sky, is your gloomy and unhappy mood? Are you blaming me for not coming back? You say you like the way I write. At that time, you didn't know Chinese characters. You always liked to sit beside me with a leaf fan in your hand and watch me write slanting words. You said it was amazing Do you know, grandfather? I now write every day in school, write your favorite Chinese characters, write about your story, write a lot of
外公，您知道我是个贪玩的精灵，特别是山涧的小溪，更有一种无法抗拒的魔力。所以您让潺潺流动的声音诱惑我回来？站在清澈的溪边，脑袋里总会蹦出儿时的温馨画面。那时，每每天气放晴，你总是带着我光着脚丫到溪水里寻找石头底下的秘密。每当小鱼小虾快乐地游过，我总会挡着它们的去路，双手悄悄伸入水里，猛地一捞，“哈哈，捉到啦！”而您，似乎比谁都要高兴，笑容荡漾开来，竖起那粗糙的大拇指……
Grandfather, you know that I am a playful spirit, especially in the mountain streams, which has an irresistible magic power. So you let the sound of the ripples tempt me back? Standing in the clear stream, the head will always jump out of the warm picture of childhood. At that time, every sunny day, you always took me barefoot to the stream to find the secret under the stone. Whenever small fish and shrimp swim happily, I always block their way, hands quietly into the water, suddenly a fish, "ha ha, caught it!" And you, seem to be happier than anyone else, smile rippling open, put up that rough thumb
想念大雨过后的天空，我们经常在稻田里寻找秘密；想念晚饭后耀眼的星辰，我们经常沉醉其中，寻找北斗的身影；想念初秋茂密的草丛，我们一起寻找蚂蚱的足迹……
Miss the sky after the heavy rain, we often look for secrets in the rice field; miss the dazzling stars after dinner, we often indulge in it, looking for the figure of the Big Dipper; miss the thick grass in early autumn, we look for the footprints of grasshoppers
再次推开老屋的木门，擦掉眼角的泪，胸中荡漾起阵阵涟漪，千言万语汇成一句：外公，我回来了！
Once again, I pushed open the wooden door of the old house and wiped away the tears from the corners of my eyes. My chest rippled with ripples. A thousand words and a thousand words came together into one sentence: grandfather, I'm back!