Everybody has to belong to that his summer in memory, burning hot happy. This memory may be smooth crural bifurcation those who go on the beach is satisfied, the likelihood is ice cream peddles of sound walk along a street to string together alley, the likelihood is the form that lies below large tree to enjoy the cool. Are these the best memory final and final where to go to? What flavour is the summer with our first heart?
每个人记忆里都有一份属于自己的那个夏天，炎热并快乐着。这个记忆可能是光着脚丫走在沙滩上的惬意，可能是雪糕叫卖声的走街串巷，可能是躺在大树下乘凉的身影。这些最美好的记忆最终最终去了哪里？我们内心最初的夏天又是什么味道？
Those who follow an ice cream is accompany to peddle in my summer car, I like to build the large quilt in the heat preservation on ice cream, like what transmit in small horn to peddle sound. Burning hot summer is little of course not the company of best friend, I when often play with young associate together, ground of in threes and fours moves back and forth in riparian bulrush clump, smooth crural bifurcation walks on the cobble of boiling hot, that is the flavour with primitive summer. Our angle is worn the footstep of summer, search those beautiful scree, the pebble that who collects our match is beautiful. Cool and refreshing river water is summer gives us best gift, summer, it is burning hot, also be happy! Do not know when, we lost those good summer gradually, still have that thank once happiness and joy! See that writes a composition every time some of children like me former, and the back that they leave, in the heart not by deep feeling, be! Although we lost that joy in the heart, but children still are the scenery with this the most beautiful summer, I can remember myself, remember those carefree once upon a time time. The summer nowadays, young associate is no longer beside our, also be the amuse oneself that Chan Chan sheds dripping brook water and happiness no longer, however of the network in air conditioning room orgiastic.
我的夏天里伴随着雪糕的叫卖车，我喜欢盖在雪糕上保温的大棉被，喜欢小喇叭里传来的叫卖声。炎热的夏天当然少不了最好朋友的陪伴，儿时的我常常跟小伙伴一块去河边玩，三五成群地穿梭在河岸的芦苇丛里，光着脚丫踩在滚烫的石子上，那是夏天原始的味道。我们追逐着夏天的脚步，寻找那些漂亮的小石子，我们比赛谁捡到的石子漂亮。清凉的河水是夏天给我们最好的礼物，夏天，是炎热的，也是快乐的！不知何时，我们逐渐失去了那些美好的夏天，还有那谢谢曾经的幸福和快乐！每当看见那作文些与从前的我一样的孩子们，以及他们离去的背影，心里不由感慨，是啊！尽管我们失去了心中的那份快乐，可孩子们仍是这个夏天最美的风景，我会想起自己，想起从前那些无忧无虑的日子。如今的夏天，我们的身边不再是小伙伴，也不再是潺潺流淌的溪水和幸福的玩耍，而是空调室里网络的狂欢。
Pursuit is happy, the footstep of angle childishness, does that our first heart where? If one day, they leave us and go, whether do you go back again search? The world is mixed, be destined to be able to a lot of things want to leave us far. On the road of life, did not stop all the time the footstep of angle, angle days, search memory, make them no longer confused. Whenever He De, we cannot lose original dream easily, boundless on life journey, our dream the heart as us all the way before row.
追求快乐，追逐童心的脚步，我们最初的那颗心何在？如果有一天，它们离我们而去，你又是否回去找寻？世界形形色色，注定会有很多东西要离我们远去。人生的路上，一直没有停下追逐的脚步，追逐时光，寻找记忆，使它们不再迷茫。无论何时何地，我们都不能轻易失去最初的梦想，漫漫人生路上，我们的梦将随着我们的心一路前行。
The dream is in distance, we won't stop the pace that pursue. Sky as before sunshine is bright, birdie sings loudly as before, ice-cream as before cool and refreshing.
梦在远方，我们不会停止追寻的脚步。天空依旧阳光灿烂，小鸟依旧高声歌唱，冰淇淋依旧清凉。(文/汪茜)