When grandpa eat the momo,he will see the grasshopper and the moon and the flowers of this night,wont he?Zhu thought about it and closed the blue cloth so lightly as if he was holding a delicate dream in the bamboo basket of autumn.

Little boy Zhu taked a small stool to sit under the sweet osmanther tree,waiting his grandpa.

However,the clouds on the sky is moving to be violet and purple.One by one,the golden flowers fell from the tree to Zhus face and shoulders.What a perfume!

爺爺和小柱一起捉過螢火蟲，爺爺有一個好大的玻璃杯子，他把螢火蟲放在杯子里，在杯口罩上一層紗布。就是到了很晚很晚的時候，小柱也能看到那些星星一樣的小燈，在黑暗裡放射出一點點的光亮。

Sure,take some momo with you.Its sreamd juread.99csw.comst now.Smell,how perfume they are!

By and by,the evening wind was whispering to Zhu,and there was a white plate moon in the blue cloth sky,looking like a papercut toy.

Grandpa had a big glass cup.When he caught some fireflys with Zhu together in summer,he put them in the cup and covering a gauze on it.So,even at the midnight,Zhu could see a lot of stars shining under the dark roof.

Grandpa can make grasshopper by the grass,and recently he made one for Zhu.Maybe this grasshopper is made by grandpa too?

Zhu,come back now.Your uncle said grandpa had a asthma again,and cant come today.mother sahttps://read.99csw.comid,But,you can go to see him after supper.

一隻螢火蟲，貼在木頭門框上，閃閃發亮。

小柱這樣一想，院里的沿階草，忽然都一跳一跳地變成了綠色的蚱蜢，向著雲端，飛去了。

May I take some gift for grandpa?Zhu asked mother when he was eating the fried rice.

天上的雲，飄啊飄的，變成淡淡的紫色了。一點點金黃色的桂花，碎碎地落下來，落在小柱的身上，臉上，好香啊。

小柱搬了個小板凳，坐在桂花樹底下，等爺爺。

Zhu noded to mother.Then,he unclosed a little of the blue cloth on the bamboo basket and saw five white steamy momos with some golden sweet osmanthus on it.

爺爺會用紙剪月亮、星星，還有好多小柱喜歡的東西，這個月亮，會不會就是爺爺拿紙煙盒剪出來的那個呢？

Grandpa let the fireflys fly free as he leaved. Maybe this one is coming back to see him?

A grasshopper jumped on Zhus foot.It thought i九*九*藏*書t find a warm place,and combed its feeler there.

When Zhu was thinking about it, suddenly,all the grass on the ground changed to be grasshopper and jumped to the clouds.

小柱點點頭，他掀開一點罩在竹籃子上的藍花布，只見在那剛出籠的白饃饃上，還撒著一片黃澄澄的桂花糖呢。

晚風悠悠地吹著，暗藍色的天空上已經露出了一個扁扁的白月亮，看上去，就像用紙剪出來的一樣。

A firefly was shimmering on the wood doorpost.

Zhu,grandpa maybe cannot come today.mother called him in the house.

Zhu started from the stool,suddenly,his heart changed to be light out of his thought.Grandpa dont forget him at all.Grandpa hadnt come just because he was ill.However,Zhu could see him soon.

「柱，爺爺今天不會來了。」媽媽在裡屋叫他。

好靜的夜。媽媽已經開始煮晚飯了，一縷薄薄的煙，悠九*九*藏*書悠然然地從屋頂的煙囪上升起來，蘑菇湯的味道，和桂花的香味混合在一起了。

When Zhu was thinking about it, suddenly,some piece of paper and fading leaves by the porch changed to be the butterflys and flew to the moon.

When Zhu was thinking about it, suddenly,every golden flower on the tree changed to be the shimmering fireflys and flew to the ground,to the house,to his arms.How perfume they are!

爺爺吃到這饃饃，就會看到今天晚上他沒能看到的蚱蜢、月亮和桂花樹了吧？小柱又把花布輕輕、輕輕地合上，就像有一個秋天的夢正裝在竹籃子里，生怕被嚇醒了似的。

The evening was so peaceful.Mother had already cooked the supper.There was a thin silver smog rosed from the black roofs chimney.the smell of mushroom soup melted into the perfume of Sweetread.99csw.com Osmanther flower.

「我要給爺爺帶點吃的去吧？」小柱嘴裏塞滿了米飯，嘟嘟囔囔地問媽媽。

後來，爺爺把所有的螢火蟲都放走了，這一隻，是不是回來看他的呢？

「是哦，帶點饃饃去吧，剛剛蒸好的，可香了。」

小柱沒說話，他不說話的時候，就是八匹馬也拉不動他。

小柱一下子從小板凳上跳起來，很重的心忽然變得很輕了。原來，爺爺沒忘記今天要來過中秋節的約定，只是生病，不能來了。

爺爺會用草編蚱蜢，他還給小柱編過一隻呢。這會不會就是爺爺編的那隻草蚱蜢？

「柱，回家了，你叔打電話來了，說爺爺的氣喘病又犯了，你吃完飯就去看他吧。」

小柱這樣一想，滿樹金黃色的桂花，忽然都一點一點地變成了閃著微光的螢火，飛啊飛的，飛到了樹下，飛到了地面，飛到了窗邊，飛到了他的懷裡……好香啊。

小柱這樣一想，門廊上的幾片碎紙，還有枯樹葉，忽然都一閃一閃地變成了白色和淡褐色的蝴蝶，掠過樹梢，飛去了。

一隻綠蚱蜢跳到小柱的腳背上，它肯定覺得這地方很暖和，就停下來，理了理觸鬚。

Grandpa can cut moon and star from the paper,and he cut many other lovely things for Zhu.Maybe this moon is cut by grandpa too?

Zhu didnt say anything.When he is quiet,nobody can move him from his place.