Wind blow came loose the cloud, played the memory of that loaded down with trivial details, cannot blow your heavy in my brain tear however.
风儿吹散了云，吹走了那烦琐的回忆，却吹不了我脑海中你沉重的泪。
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——题记
It is the setting sun fall on the west, mirror red wave of river water billow is redly, mirror the heart that gets me also excessive red excessive is red, I am carrying the north wind of howl on the head, forward that direction, that is directional …… of the home
又是一次夕阳西下，映得江水浪红浪红，映得我的心也滥红滥红，我顶着呼啸的北风，朝着那个方向，那是家的方向……
Push that to be familiar with and frozen door, I am resolved keep silence, see mom rub is worn only both hands, stand below faint light, laughing childishly to say: “ came back, come, put package delivering a letter quickly, had dinner quickly, sit down! ” appears early is in wait for me. I sat without language ground like puppet, the bench that puts ice on the ice has some of action cannot stand, a dish is spicy attack head on, how to also induce the appetite that gives me however.
推开那扇熟悉而又冰冷的门，我就下定决心保持沉默，只见妈妈搓着双手，站在昏黄的灯光下，孩子般地笑着说：“回来了，来，快放下书包，快吃晚饭了，坐下吧！”似乎很早就在等我了。我像木偶一样无语地坐了下来，冰冰的板凳有些招架不住，一股菜香迎面扑来，却怎么也勾不出我的食欲。
Mother side is frying dish edge to ask: Did “ this chapel take an exam to do not have? ”…… I not throat, “ how? Took an examination of do not have? I ask you. My …… of ”“ hum …… was taken an examination of. A few minutes did ”“ take an examination of? ” I am speechless, but mom still is laughing to say: “ hey, did not take an examination of good for certain, affirmative. My heart is like ” disappear forever, what don't I hold in the arms to hope to escape of mom examined minutely. Say of I am then low head light tone: “ maths 68 minutes. I bite ” close tooth, facial stretching tight closely, faint the mood suffer a disastrous decline that see, I also do not think!
妈妈边炒着菜边问道：“这礼拜考试了没？”……我一声不吭，“怎么了？考了没呀？我问你呢。”“嗯……我……考了。”“考了几分？”我无言以对，可妈妈还是笑着说：“嘿嘿，肯定没考好，肯定的。”我的心如石沉大海，我不抱什么希望逃脱妈妈的追问了。于是我低着头轻声说道：“数学68分。”我咬紧牙，面部紧绷着，隐隐看到的情绪一落千丈，我也不想啊！
Composition mom also is not had language, a way lines hanged down, earthy face clarity of yellow is visible, that is the mark that years has gone, that is the heavy burden that I impose to parents, that is the sweat and toil that parents works indefatigably day and night, that is parents with my laugh and tear.
作文妈妈也无语了，一道道皱纹垂了下来，黄色的土脸庞清晰可见，那是岁月走过的痕迹，那是我给父母加上的重担，那是父母日夜操劳的血汗，那是父母同我一起的笑与泪。
Before long, father came back, mom told father the thing, stand by, went upstairs, father sharply say: How does “ return a responsibility, study has to rely on him diligent, your this appearance goes down the word of ……” father resembles one by one another sandbag pins me continuously continuously, I wish to look for a ground to seam immediately get.
不久，父亲回来了，妈把事告诉了父亲，站在旁边，就上楼了，父亲严厉地说道：“怎么回事，学习就得靠自己用功，你这样子下去……”父亲的话像一个一个又一个的沙袋直直压住我，我顿时恨不得找个地缝钻进去。
I am strong go upstairs, preparing to look for a quilt wail wail to cry greatly, was prevented by whose that cry however, that is mom, in a crack between a door and its frame, I see mom bends over in the bed one horn, choking with sobs, that is wet and heavy tear is hit wet that dated pillow, also hit wet my heart.
我冲上楼，正准备找个棉被嚎嚎大哭一场，却被谁那哭声阻止了，那是妈妈，门缝里，我见到妈妈趴在床一角，哽咽着，那湿而沉重的泪水打湿了那陈旧的枕头，也打湿了我的心。
What I also do not depress a heart again is depressing with dignified, be obliged to cover shut up is nose, abreact of the heart without the thing that expresses with utterance. The lamp blurred, light is diffuse, whole world is wet, who be, it is who is crying, who be in think hard. Be father? Be a mother? Be still me?
我再也压抑不住内心的沉闷与凝重，只得捂住口鼻，发泄内心的无以言语表达的东西。灯模糊了，光散开了，整个世界湿润了，是谁，是谁在哭泣，又是谁在苦思。是父亲？是母亲？还是我？
Head on wind blow, be unable to bear or endure recall this one screen. I cannot forget this one act. Mom, were you heard? I more those who cannot forget is the tear that you string together moisture one string that!
迎面的风儿吹来，禁不住想起这一幕幕。我忘不了这一幕幕。妈妈，您听到了吗？我更忘不了的是您那一串串潮湿的泪啊！(文/钱旭承)