Memorial fragment scatters in a certain dark corner, sending a ray secretly in the corner. I raise a head to staring that corner, the old person that sees a countenance is amiable however appears in at the moment. Memory emerges mind, gazing at that to be in by calm case the riant …… in brain
记忆的碎片散落在某个阴暗的角落，在角落暗暗发着光芒。我抬起头凝视着那个角落，却看到一个面容慈祥的老人出现在眼前。回忆涌上心头，凝望着那被定格在脑海里的微笑……
When I just had memory, he already passed armour midday. The face takes him of smile, holding me in the palm before the bosom, fool me lubberly to fall asleep. And I do not close a key point however, staring at him to see —— full beard distribute all the time however it is all round the lip, high bridge of the nose is worn in midpoint, narrow one's eyes becomes seamed double key point by, bestrewed endless furrow however. See the black hair that is like full head under, hiding one continuously by the white hair with diluent time.
在我刚有记忆的时候，他已经过了甲午。面带笑容的他，正将我托在胸前，笨拙地哄我入睡。而我却不闭眼，而是一直盯着他看——络腮胡子散布在嘴唇周围，高高的鼻梁架在正中央，眯成缝的双眼旁，却布满了无尽的皱纹。看似满头的黑发之下，藏着一缕缕被时间冲淡的白发。出自 wwW.zuoWEnBA.nEt
I stay to look at him slow-wittedly, look at his appearance, fooling me lubberly to sleep. Perhaps, it is I was stranded really, perhaps be I see be bored with only, closed an eye to be asleep.
我呆呆地看着他，看着他的样子，笨拙地哄着我睡觉。也许，是我真的困了，也许只是我看腻了，闭上眼睛睡着了。
This shut-eye, do not know how long. I what had not seen world am curious to all is full of. He resembles guarding angel same, pulling my hand, taking me to go to stop everywhere.
这一觉，不知多长时间。未见过世面的我对一切充满好奇。他就像守护天使一样，牵着我的手，带着我四处走走停停。
Can arrive afternoon, he handholds with his old hand my little hand, get me in house. The head that touching me says: I go to “ work, come back to eat to your try to win sb's favor to moment. ” says, push open the door. I bend over to go up in windowsill, after looking at him to opening a car to leave courtyard, amuse oneself on kang rise.
可到了下午，他用他的大手握住我的小手，把我领到了屋里。摸着我的头说：“我去工作啦，到时候回来给你买好吃的。”说完，便推开门走了。我趴在窗台上，看着他开着车离开大院后，便在炕上自娱自乐起来。
I always am used to the ground to run to the door outside, expecting that tall figure to come back —— did not see him, run back to the …… in house lightly again
我总是习惯地跑到门外，期盼着那个高大的身影回来——没看到他，便又轻快地跑回屋里……
Arrived to write a composition towards evening, I hear the voice that open the door dimly. I try hard the ground opens double eye, however of no help, tired meaning lets me can hear his voice only
到了傍晚作文，我依稀听到开门的声音。我试图努力地睁开双眼，却无济于事，困意让我只能听见他的声音
Is “ child asleep? ”
“孩子睡着了？”
“ just was asleep, the child often looks for you. ”
“刚睡着，孩子老找你呢。”
I will accompany “ tomorrow he plays one day, sleep quickly. ”
“明天我陪他玩一天，快睡吧。”
“ hum. ”
“嗯。”
An old hand is put on my head, one packet does not know what thing to be put beside my.
一只大手放在了我的头上，一包不知什么东西放在了我的身边。
Moon passes through a window, asperse on the body of two people. Can hear, it is sound of earthquake sounds of gentle breeze kiss only however.
月光透过窗户，洒在两人的身上。能听见的，却只是微风轻拂地声音。
When two years old, he begins to teach me speech, pronunciation is circled in the encompass side my ear. I have some of be agitated however, avoid everywhere. He reachcaptures me patiently however come back, teach me over and over speech.
两岁时，他开始教我说话，一遍一遍的发音在我耳边萦绕。我却有些烦躁，四处躲避。他却耐心地将我逮回来，一遍又一遍地教我说话。
Time passes very slow it seems that in those day, I fall in ceaseless exercise, also can speak a few words gradually after he listened to ……” of father of “ grandmother, Lao, laughed very happily.
时间在那时似乎过得很慢，我在不断的练习下，也能渐渐说出几个字了“姥姥、姥爷……”他听了之后，很开心地笑了起来。
When 6 years old, I am faint only remember, when he is opening a car to carrying me to rush about everywhere, I just sit in deputy drive on moving back and forth the thing …… inside his medicine box
六岁时，我只是隐约记得，当他开着车载着我四处奔波的时候，我只是坐在副驾驶上摆弄着他医药箱里面的东西……
But have bout suddenly, he disappears in my memory. Old people does not tell me where he went to, be only eyeball is in the eye to be recollected aside. I visit grandmother, see someone else again, ask about the thing about him no longer.
可是突然有一回，他消失在我的记忆中。大人们都不告诉我他去了哪里，只是红着眼睛在一旁回忆。我看看姥姥，又看看其他人，便不再问起关于他的事情。
After be brought up, although my memory to him is a little punch-drunk, but total meeting is gazing at those photograph a short while in me, everything emerges brokenly to come out now ……
长大以后，我对他的记忆虽然有些模糊不清，但是总会在我凝望着那些相片时，一切便断断续续地涌现出来……(文/莫双)