Somebody thinks to hold to is a kind of beauty, but I think to abandon also is a kind of beauty, somebody thinks the success is a kind of beauty, but I think to fail also is a kind of beauty, somebody thinks the sea is a kind of beauty, but I think brook also is a kind of beauty.
有人认为坚持是一种美，但我认为放弃也是一种美，有人认为成功是一种美，但我认为失败也是一种美，有人认为大海是一种美，但我认为小溪也是一种美。
The around has a beauty creek of grandmother home.
外婆家的附近有一条美丽的小溪。
Before dawn when, brook edge had fog, that one blast mist resembled draping a fine gauze to brook. A breeze has been blown, one layer upon layer wave had on surface, brook extends lazy waist, open the eye of Song of know clearly Xing, to all around see the strange thing all round, brook water is so green, can see benthic is green Brown stone mixes blueness a flock of small fish shrimp, listen to brook singing, , look, brook is much more beautiful, small fish is in those who follow a ceremony, wear between aquatic will be gotten, playing carefreely.
凌晨的时候，小溪边起了雾，那一阵阵雾就像给小溪披上了一层轻纱。一阵微风吹过，水面上起了一层层波浪，小溪伸了伸懒腰，睁开了了惺忪的眼睛，向四周看了看周围的新鲜事儿，溪水是那么青，青得都能看见水底青褐色的石头和一群小鱼小虾，听小溪在唱歌，哗啦哗啦，看，小溪多美丽，小鱼在随礼的，在水草间穿来钻去，无忧无虑的嬉戏着。
The long a few configuration on brook bank the grass of each different, yellow, red, violet, white floret is adorning a meadow, butterfly is in meadow in the sky have dance lightly, the willow all round brook is very flourish, a few wicker write a composition to hang down to go up to surface continuously, some extended water even in, beautiful tress is combed in river side like each girl. The stone of the bank resembles been carve by skillful craftsman same, smooth in that way and fruity, be full of poetic flavour.
溪岸上长着一些形态各异的草，黄，红，紫，白的小花点缀着草地，蝴蝶在草地上空翩翩起舞，小溪周围的柳树很茂盛，有一些柳条作文直垂到水面上，有的甚至伸到了水里，像一个个姑娘在河边梳理美丽的发辫。岸边的石头就像被能工巧匠雕刻过一样，那样光滑圆润，富有诗意。
The zephyr of running water sound that dusk brook gurgles blows Liu Xie's sound to resemble a cradlesong, the small fish in water entered melting dreamland, the small grass of the bank also is not moved.
傍晚小溪淙淙的流水声和风吹柳叶的声音就像一支催眠曲，水里的小鱼都进入了甜美的梦乡，岸边的小草也不动。
Every time I am by the side of the brook amuse oneself when can think why this brook flows into day and night do not cease, aux would rather the block the way that encounters stone during transit, also do not stop ongoing pace absolutely. When thinking so every time, brook can ring the running water sound of a gurgle, as if saying: If I halted, not ongoing, can become a smelly drain, the brook of a black, to reach the sea, I struggle indefatigably only go all out in work hard.
每当我在溪边玩耍的时候都会想为什么这条小溪日夜奔流不息，宁愿在途中遇到石头的阻拦，也绝不停止前进的脚步。每当这样想的时候，小溪都会响起一阵淙淙的流水声，仿佛在说：如果我停住了，不前进，就会变成一条臭水沟，一条黑色的小溪，为了到达大海，我只有不知疲倦的奋斗拼搏努力。
I love this brook, love its beauty, love its dedication, those who love it is arduous, the tireless that loves it goes all out in work.
我爱这条小溪，爱它的美，爱它的奉献，爱它的辛勤，爱它的不倦拼搏。
The sea is a kind of beauty, brook also is a kind of beauty.
大海是一种美，小溪也是一种美。(文/谭钊豪)