九月的秋风踏进了家中的小院，带着它那微微寒意吹拂着门口的那棵橘子树，那棵树不免在瑟缩中散发出淡淡的橘子香气，我的思绪也随着这淡淡的香气飘回到了童年的那片时空。
The autumn wind of September stepped into the small courtyard of my home, blowing with its slight chill on the orange tree at the doorstep. The tree couldn't help but emit a faint orange fragrance in its rustling, and my thoughts drifted back to the time and space of my childhood with this faint fragrance.
那棵树是外婆为我种的。
That tree was planted by my grandmother for me.
幼年的我酷爱橘子，每天都会大声嚷嚷，让外婆去给我买橘子吃。但是因为乡村的人不卖橘子也不种橘子，只过着其日出而作，日落而息的单调日子，所以，要想吃橘子就只能坐上一个小时的公交去镇上买。而外婆总有许多的活要忙，不可能因为我放下一天的活。一天，外婆忽地对我说：“幺儿，收拾收拾，我们去镇上！”，听到这话，我急忙从沙发上跳下来。犹如平静的湖面激起了欢乐的浪花，我的心也随即被浪花带走了。
As a child, I loved oranges very much and would shout loudly every day, asking my grandmother to buy oranges for me to eat. But because people in rural areas do not sell or grow oranges, they only live a monotonous life of working from sunrise to sunset. Therefore, if you want to eat oranges, you can only take an hour long bus to the town to buy them. And grandma always has a lot of work to do, she can't let go of a day's work just because of me. One day, my grandmother suddenly said to me, 'Son, tidy up, let's go to town!' Upon hearing this, I quickly jumped off the sofa. Like a calm lake stirring up joyful waves, my heart was immediately carried away by the waves.
坐在车上我难掩兴奋，一直跟外婆念叨个不停。到了镇上后，外婆先带着我去了花果市场购买蔬菜种子，然后去肉摊买了几块肉，再去杂货点买些牙膏、毛巾、肥皂……许久之后，我耐不住性子了，急切地询问：“外婆好了没？快了吧！外婆，外婆买了这么多，好了吧！”我就这样念念叨叨地追在外婆的屁股后，看着她没完没了地办她的事。“快了，快了，幺儿再等等”外婆总这样。终于等到外婆买好她想要的东西后，才带着我走向卖橘子的摊位，看着这一个个小灯笼，我不禁又犯了难，到底该买哪个？要是这个是坏的呢？要是这个很酸呢？就在我犯难时，外婆已经三下五去二地挑选完了。
Sitting in the car, I couldn't hide my excitement and kept talking to my grandmother non-stop. After arriving in town, my grandmother first took me to the flower and fruit market to buy vegetable seeds, then went to the meat stall to buy a few pieces of meat, and then went to the grocery store to buy some toothpaste, towels, soap... After a long time, I couldn't hold my temper anymore and eagerly asked, "Is my grandmother okay? Soon! My grandmother, she bought so many, okay!" I chased after my grandmother's buttocks like this, watching her endlessly do her things. Hurry up, hurry up, wait a little longer, "Grandma always says. Finally, after my grandmother bought what she wanted, she took me to the orange stall. Looking at these small lanterns, I couldn't help but wonder which one to buy? What if this is bad? What if this is too sour? Just when I was in trouble, my grandmother had already carefully selected everything.
我提着我的橘子心满意足地回到了家，一到家我就飞快地跑回房间，打开袋子，拿出橘子，剥开橘子皮，尝了一口，“呸，好酸啊！”我一把将橘子扔到一旁。酸酸的橘子味，顿时溢满了房间。同时，也在我的童年中不断地回荡。
I carried my orange back home contentedly. As soon as I got home, I quickly ran back to my room, opened the bag, took out the orange, peeled off the orange skin, tasted it, and said, 'Pooh, it's so sour!' I threw the orange aside. The sour orange flavor immediately filled the room. At the same time, it constantly echoed in my childhood.
“幺儿，快出来，看看外婆给你一个什么惊喜！”外婆的语气中难掩激动，我一出门便看到了一棵小树苗，心里生出了点隐隐的雀跃。“幺儿，你猜这是什么树？”外婆边说边拉着我的手走到树前“这棵树是我托你刘叔带的，也不用等着结果，幺儿啊，你以后有吃不完的橘子咯！”听到这我开心地冲上去，对着橘子树又搂又抱。
Yao Er, come out quickly and see what surprise grandma has for you! "Grandma's tone couldn't hide her excitement. As soon as I went out, I saw a small sapling and felt a faint joy in my heart. Yao Er, guess what kind of tree this is? "Grandma said as she took my hand and walked up to the tree." This tree was taken by me through your Uncle Liu, so you don't have to wait for the result. Yao Er, you'll have more oranges to eat in the future! "Hearing this, I happily rushed up and hugged the orange tree again and again.
秋天是一壶酝酿许久的老酒，藏在橘子树上无人知晓。浓秋时，我倚在窗前，掰着指头数丰收的日子，数着数着就笑了，原来就快丰收了啊！
Autumn is a pot of aged wine that has been brewing for a long time, hidden in orange trees that no one knows. In the thick autumn, I leaned against the window, counting the days of harvest with my fingers. As I counted, I laughed, realizing that the harvest was almost here!
又一阵微醺的西风徐徐拂过我的脸庞，将我从回忆中猛地拉回，不知何时，眼眶早已蓄满了泪水，仿佛下一秒就要将我吞噬……对啊，这儿还有什么外婆，只有一棵孤零零的橘子树罢了。记忆中那酸酸的橘子味和爱我的外婆已经永远定格在了童年。
Another slightly tipsy west wind gently brushed over my face, pulling me back from memories. At some point, tears had already filled my eyes, as if they were about to devour me in the next second... Yes, there's no grandmother here, just a lonely orange tree. The sour orange flavor and the love of my grandmother in my memory have forever been frozen in my childhood.