A place that makes me yearning, see that be worn in the attack by surprise after the leaf the green caterpillar of the body, the fat tangerine cat of yawn is being hit in straw nest, that waveringly body removes the phoenix tree of dance to often be cultivated along with wind, still have the spadger that did not forget that chirps below eave. These “ neighbour ” , in the little garden that lives by the home together, their occurrence lets me its are happy boundless, happy amid.
一个令我向往的地方，看那在树叶后掩着身子的绿毛虫，在稻草窝中打着哈欠的肥橘猫，那摇摆着身躯随风起舞的梧桐老树，还有别忘了那在屋檐下叽叽喳喳的麻雀一家。这些“邻居”，都一同生活在家旁边的小花园里，他们的出现让我其乐无穷，乐在其中。
Wind song hears in green banboos forest
翠竹林里听风吟
The Zhu Xie with a deep and remote quiet and beautiful, appearing clarity of sunshine sequence of thought to see. It waves on branch slowly, if a butterfly is general, fall beside my foot. I pick up a leaf, turn over the book that just closed in the hand, single out the one page that likes most, put in leaf, use a hand cautiously to help up smooth, resemble enjoying a beautiful picture.
一片清幽幽的竹叶，透着阳光脉络清晰可见。它慢悠悠在枝头上飘下，如一只蝴蝶一般，落在我的脚旁。我拾起叶子，翻开手中刚合上的书，选出最喜欢的一页，将叶子放进去，小心翼翼的用手扶平，像在欣赏一幅美丽的画。
So good weather, not disappoint auspicious days. I close a key point, a breeze has been blown in my side side, lift a few soft hairs, very satisfied. At this moment, a small ant mounts my leg, soft, I blew them at a heat, the elder brother laughed.
这般美好的天气，莫辜负了大好时光。我闭上眼，一阵微风在我耳畔吹过，掀起几丝柔软的头发，十分惬意。这时，一只小蚂蚁爬上我的腿，酥酥软软，我一口气将他们吹了下去，哥哥笑了出来。
Wind chant is listened attentively to between Zhu Lin, get drunk meantime, happy and forget worry, let a person be filled with joy, happy and boundless.
在竹林间倾听风吟，沉醉其间，乐而忘忧，让人满心欢喜，快乐无穷。
Rose spends a Pin Xiangming
蔷薇花间品香茗
The Yu Hui incarnadine of setting sun most sky, a blush and line of look of filar silk white cloud. The grandfather is carrying the vacuum cup that he does not leave a hand that, sat on the wooden stool of the garden. He is light close lightly writes a composition tepidly readily tea, slightly narrow one's eyes had an eye, bare the tooth with yellow extensive. The rose in the garden is leaving ardently, flower infiltrated air, spill over ooze is sweet. When this flower is bought small fizzle out again, hold the post of it to grow originally, can not think of to leave so delicate and charmingly unexpectedly finally, offend so that the bee surrounds. “ can have so that vegetable took this year. The way that I point to down the grandfather looks ” , come only after shiny green dish leaf, clay is stained with on the little brother's face, laugh well not bright. Between the flower, watch the setting sun; A sweet tea is tasted below the flower, the life diffuses poetic flavour, day steep full flower is sweet. Let a person get drunk unceasingly, the aftertaste is boundless.
落日的余晖染红了大半天空，一层红晕与丝丝白云相衬。爷爷端着他那个不离手的保温杯，在花园的木凳上坐了下来。他轻抿一口温热的作文茶，微微眯起了眼，露出泛黄的牙。花园里蔷薇正开得热烈，花朵浸润了空气，溢出沁香。这花买来时又小又黄，本来任它生长，可没想到最后竟开得这般娇艳，惹得蜜蜂环绕。“今年可有得蔬菜吃了。”我顺着爷爷指的方向望去，只来绿油油的菜叶后，弟弟的脸上沾满泥土，笑得好不灿烂。在花间，看夕阳；在花下品名香茗，生活弥漫诗意，日子浸满花香。让人沉醉不已，回味无穷。
Spring breeze laughs below Chinese parasol tree
梧桐树下笑春风
Old phoenix tree is a grandma when getting married, plant in the garden below, some closer year grow denser more, obscured a corner of house left, spadger flies incubate. Sometimes, the branch that broke sometimes is bungled to the road, look up to just discover, it is spadger couple is in so for the Xiaoma that is about to be born sparrow builds a house. The pedestrian on the road also is absent angry, stop instead stop view and admire, admiring one: What tree of “ this phoenix tree is born is really good. ” old phoenix tree ases if understood like, shake had a body.
老梧桐是奶奶出嫁时在花园中种下的，近些年越长越茂密，遮住了屋子左边的一个角落，便有麻雀飞来筑巢。有时，有时断了的树枝砸到了路上，一抬头才发现，原来是麻雀夫妇在为即将诞生的小麻雀建房子。路上行人也不在生气，反而停下来驻足观赏，赞赏一句：“这梧桐树生的真好。”老梧桐仿佛听懂了似的，摇起了身子。
There is spring breeze on Chinese parasol tree, life years has rise and fall, make a person contemplative satori, state of mind is open.
梧桐树上有春风，人生岁月有起伏，让人沉思顿悟，心境开阔。
Perhaps in former years blows autumnal wind, but this extend is worn the garden of everythings on earth. Ego young when case, those who witnessed me grow, my decay. No matter go in the future,let me, be born to this heart forever yearning.
也许秋天的风是往年吹来的，但这伸展着万物的花园。自我幼时起，见证了我的成长，我的蜕变。让我无论将来走到哪，永远对这心生向往。(文/梁田)