放学了，一段熟悉的音乐在耳边响起，校园里顿时像炸开了锅似的沸腾起来。大家都急匆匆地回家了，只有一个小女孩儿孤零零地坐在教室的角落里。外面下起了大雨，衬出了教室里的安静，整个世界仿佛只有啪嗒的雨声和小女孩的呼吸声。
After school, a familiar piece of music played in my ears, and the campus immediately boiled up like a frying pan. Everyone hurried home, except for a little girl sitting alone in the corner of the classroom. It started to rain heavily outside, highlighting the quietness of the classroom. The whole world seemed to be filled only with the sound of raindrops and the breathing of little girls.
没错，这个小女孩就是我。我没带雨伞，早上起得太晚，我急急忙忙地去上学，竟把雨伞冷落在了一旁。雨淅淅沥沥地下个不不停，我一边懊悔着，一边等着雨变小。我站在窗台边，紧盯着门外，盼望着什么，却空无一人。忽然间，一把又大又好看的花伞映入眼帘，是的，我最爱的外婆来了。
That's right, this little girl is me. I didn't bring an umbrella. I woke up too late in the morning and hurriedly went to school, only to neglect my umbrella on the side. The rain kept falling incessantly, while I regretted and waited for the rain to subside. I stood by the windowsill, staring closely at the door, hoping for something, but there was no one around. Suddenly, a big and beautiful flower umbrella came into view. Yes, my beloved grandmother has arrived.
我总爱高兴地扑进她的怀里，因为在外婆的怀抱中，我能感受到无限的爱和温暖。我的外婆今年60岁了，烫着短而精致的棕黄小卷发，蹬着黑色皮鞋，绣花的裙摆在脚踝处轻快地跳着舞。她的眼睛大而明亮，深深的双眼皮下像包裹着一颗话梅糖，可每次见到我，眼睛就不由自主的变成了弯弯的月牙，闪着慈祥的光。她一手撑伞，一手还拿着我的小黄伞，大步流星地朝教室走来，我仿佛看到了她的焦急与担心。一进教室，她便又心疼又责备的唠叨着：“你这孩子，每次都不带伞，下次不给你送了！”“自己淋雨回家吧！”“走吧，走吧，衣服！穿上吧你！外面冷！”“唉！饭盒……”
I always love to happily throw myself into her arms, because in my grandmother's embrace, I can feel infinite love and warmth. My grandmother is 60 years old this year, with short and delicate brown and yellow curly hair, wearing black leather shoes, and an embroidered skirt dancing lightly around her ankles. Her eyes were big and bright, deep like a plum candy wrapped under her skin. But every time she saw me, her eyes involuntarily turned into curved crescent moons, shining with a kind light. She held an umbrella in one hand and my little yellow umbrella in the other, and strode towards the classroom with great strides. I seemed to see her anxiety and worry. As soon as she entered the classroom, she began to nag with both heartache and reproach, "You child, you never bring an umbrella with you every time. I won't give it to you next time!" "Go home in the rain by yourself!" "Let's go, let's go, put on your clothes! It's cold outside!" "Sigh! Lunch box
我享受着外婆的唠叨，牵着外婆温暖的大手。就这样，在流成小溪的路上，有一高一低的身影，往家的方向走着，走着。矮的那个，总爱厚着脸皮跟在后面。外婆的脸上总挂着微微的笑。
I enjoy my grandmother's nagging and hold her warm hands. So, on the path that flows into a small stream, there are figures of different heights walking towards home, walking. The shorter one always shamelessly follows behind. Grandma always has a slight smile on her face.
秋叶泛黄，晕染了街道两旁高傲的银杏树，偶有几片叶子悄然落下。两个身影一齐出现，夕阳夕下，总听见唠叨：“今天老师表扬你了没？”“不可以学坏的。”“加油啊，别总是粗心，别老惹妈妈生气。”走着走着，那个高一点儿的身影被甩在了身后，但脸上的笑从没变过。
Autumn leaves turn yellow, staining the proud ginkgo trees on both sides of the street, with occasional leaves quietly falling. Two figures appeared together, and under the sunset, one could always hear nagging: "Did the teacher praise you today?" "You can't be bad." "Come on, don't be careless all the time, don't always make your mom angry." As they walked, the taller figure was left behind, but the smile on their face never changed.
寒风刺骨的冬天，一通电话打来：“宝儿啊，外婆要照顾外公了，不能来接你喽！要好好学习哦，有时间来看外婆哩！”
In the bone chilling winter, a phone call came: "Bao'er, grandma has to take care of grandpa and can't come to pick you up! You should study hard and come visit grandma when you have time
地上落满金黄的枯树叶，那个高点儿的身影，渐渐远去，仿佛月光下的树影，渐渐变得婆娑、模糊。矮点儿的，总口朝着寒风，走着，走着，孤身前行。
The ground was covered with golden withered leaves, and the taller figure gradually faded away, like a tree shadow under the moonlight, gradually becoming swaying and blurred. Short, always facing the cold wind, walking, walking, walking alone.
外婆说，我长大了。
My grandmother said that I have grown up.