回忆就像一个百宝箱。有成功的喜悦，有失败的悲伤，有许许多多第一次惊险的尝试，也有许许多多在你身边留下感动的人。这些五味杂陈的感觉都深深的印在我脑海里挥之不去。在我身边留下感动的那个人就是我的祖母。
Memories are like a treasure chest. There is the joy of success, the sadness of failure, many thrilling first attempts, and many people who have left a moving impression around you. These mixed feelings of five flavors are deeply imprinted in my mind and cannot be erased. The person who left a lasting impression on me is my grandmother.
小时候，我们家小院里有一颗核桃树，每年都会结有很多的核桃。而能有这么多的核桃，功劳全在于我的祖母。那棵树是祖母年轻的时候种的，那时候还只是一颗小树苗。可如今，经历了六十多年苍桑的核桃树已经长成一棵参天大树了。
When I was a child, there was a walnut tree in our small courtyard, which would bear a lot of walnuts every year. And all the credit for having so many walnuts goes to my grandmother. That tree was planted by my grandmother when she was young, and at that time it was just a small sapling. But now, after more than sixty years, the walnut tree of Cangsang has grown into a towering tree.
祖母对这棵树就像对待自己的儿女一样，那么大一棵树，祖母却每天都给它浇水。有时候我就偷偷的取笑祖母，那么大的树给它浇那么点水有用吗？可她就是这么积极。
Grandmother treats this tree like her own children, yet she waters it every day despite its size. Sometimes I secretly tease my grandmother, is it useful to water such a big tree with so much water? But she is just so proactive.
每到丰收季节，核桃快要成熟的时候，我们都很高兴，但祖母却显得非常焦虑。她害怕大风会把核桃刮走的，一到刮风的时候，她就急的满院子转。
Every harvest season, when the walnuts are about to ripen, we are all happy, but my grandmother seems very anxious. She is afraid that the strong wind will blow away the walnuts, so when it gets windy, she rushes around the yard.
终于，等到核桃丰收了。这时候祖母又开始忙了，她一个一个的剥掉核桃的皮然后再收起来，看她沧桑的脸上一道道皱纹在阳光的衬托下显得愈发明显，皮肤由于常年暴露在阳光下而显出黝黑的颜色，但她的脸上从来看不出一丝忧虑，她总是面带笑容，手里忙个不停。可能正是这种乐观的精神，才会让她在干活的时候不知道累吧！想到这里我不禁有些心酸了。我是被祖母一手带大的，由于父母长期不在家，所以祖母对我特别疼爱，我也非常疼爱我的祖母，感觉她很不容易。
Finally, when the walnut harvest arrived. At this moment, my grandmother started to be busy again. She peeled off the walnut skin one by one and then put it away again. She saw the wrinkles on her weathered face becoming more and more obvious in the sunlight. Her skin was dark due to being exposed to sunlight all year round, but there was never a trace of worry on her face. She always had a smile on her face and was busy with her hands. Perhaps it is this optimistic spirit that makes her never tired while working! I can't help but feel a little sad when I think of this. I was raised by my grandmother, and because my parents were not at home for a long time, she loved me very much. I also love my grandmother very much, and I feel that she is not easy.
祖母给核桃剥完皮后会一份一份的分好，然后徒步给领居家和亲戚家送去。看着她远去的背影，我只有无尽的心疼和佩服。虽然她送出去的是几个核桃，但它们的分量却一点都不轻，都是一份份浓浓的情谊。
After my grandmother peeled the walnuts, she would divide them one by one and then walk to the neighbors and relatives to deliver them. Watching her departing figure, I can only feel endless heartache and admiration. Although she sent out a few walnuts, their weight was not light at all, they were all a strong bond of friendship.
后来，祖母去世了……
Later, my grandmother passed away; …
现在回到家里，看着满地枯黄的核桃树叶，就想起了我的祖母。核桃树也日渐枯萎了，就像那时年迈的祖母一样。
Now back home, looking at the withered and yellow walnut leaves on the ground, I think of my grandmother. The walnut tree is also gradually withering, just like the elderly grandmother at that time.
现在站在核桃树前，我不禁想起了祖母生前的点点滴滴，想起了祖母在核桃树下忙忙碌碌的身影。而今，一切都已经不在了。祖母已经走了，永远的离开我了。但她给我留下的是说不完的感激和感动。
Standing in front of the walnut tree now, I couldn't help but think of the little things my grandmother had done before her death, and the busy figure of her under the walnut tree. Now, everything is gone. My grandmother has passed away, leaving me forever. But what she left me was endless gratitude and emotion.