Blow a breeze, alone lean falls in the tree, listening attentively to the sound of nature attentively.
吹一阵微风，独自倚靠在树下，用心倾听着大自然的声音。
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A showery belt took the spring with abundant the awaken of spring, greeted pure and fresh midsummer, diffusing everywhere the breath of summer. Noisy cicada cries, weak sweet lotus, emerald green shade of a tree is the mark of summer. Taking lively state of mind, let us tread a deep and remote path, go listening attentively to midsummer sound.
一阵阵雨带走了春意盎然的春天，迎来了清新的仲夏，到处弥漫着夏日的气息。聒噪的蝉鸣，淡香的荷花，翠绿的树荫是夏日的标志。带着欢快的心情，让我们踏一条幽径，去倾听仲夏的声音。
The sound of wind is wonderful. Sometimes his disposition is docile, accompanying rising and falling singing, stepping lively pace, touching the head of small grass gently. Be like crazy lion occasionally, howl fiercely. Although he is moody, but having naughty child however like lively with enthusiasm.
风的声音是奇妙的。有时他性格温顺，伴着悠扬的歌声，踏着轻快的脚步，轻轻抚摸着小草的脑袋。有时候似发狂的狮子，凶狠的怒吼。虽然他喜怒无常，但却有着顽童般的活泼和热情。
Idle will do not have a thing, I often sit on cany chair, when I close an eye, that momently, feel this world is static also come down, hear side side margin rings only - that ringing sound that the wind-bell that hanging hangs down to give out on eave, resound is in brain, give a person a kind lively and comfortable free and easy, for a long time is forgotten hard. A grave and short sound broke this quiet, hear “ rustle sanded ” only, look up to look, it is a leaf so, keep retroflexioning in wind. One catchs, like spoondrift kind far boil.
闲来无事，我便常常坐在藤椅上，当我闭上眼睛时，那一刻，感觉这世界也静了下来，只听见耳畔边响起－屋檐上垂挂着的风铃发出的那清脆的声音，回荡在脑海里，给人一种欢快舒适的洒脱，久久难以忘却。一个低沉而短促的声音打破了这安宁，只听见“沙沙沙”，抬头一看，原来是树叶，在风中不停地翻转。一个接着一个，像浪花般远远的滚去。
I go in lakefront alone, casual see only far there is ripple on lake face, can't help be puzzled of heart be suspicious is attracting me, taking a curious heart, drive that to hurriedly one dug unexpectedly. When I approach, of greet is a labyrinthian brook actually, in a steady stream flows ceaselessly drip into the lake. Be obstructed by the woods all around, come out constantly in sky do not make go up the sound of the bird of the name. When the setting sun falls on the west, bright Yu Hui is illuminated on surface, glaring ray. It may be said is insular terrestrial elfland.
我独自走在湖边，不经意间只看见远远的湖面上荡漾着波纹，不禁心生疑惑吸引着我，带着颗好奇的心，便匆匆地赶到那一探究竟。当我走近时，映入眼帘的竟然是一条曲折的小溪，正源源不断地流淌进湖里。四周被树林遮蔽，空中时常传出叫不上名字的鸟的声音。夕阳西下时，灿烂的余晖照在水面上，闪耀着光芒。可谓是与世隔绝的人间仙境啊。
Brook water stroke is worn the rock all round, of every time bump, give a person distinctive feeling. Purl, the frog of brushwood cries interweave together, seem to perform what domestic division of labor makes clear to hitting metre.
溪水击打着周围的岩石，每一次的撞击，都给人独特的感受。潺潺流水，草丛的蛙鸣交织在一起，好像演奏家分工明确的打着节拍。
Suddenly, the sky becomes dark heavy, rain washs rice of drop of the sound of rain run quickly to everywhere. When it is bouncing on the leaf, the body posture irregular change of graceful is boundless, when seeming to having goddess in the moon to approach a month bleak, be like the dignified elegance like the person that having dance again. Rainwater slips from the leaf below, gradually agglomeration is together, he is accompanying fierce wind to rush to go up in the ground continuously from hundreds meters tall headroom, spurt splash comes, having bronco like wanton, sweeping across clay billowily to flow to small part.
忽然，天空变得暗沉，雨淅淅沥沥的奔向各处。当它在树叶上跳跃时，婀娜的身姿变幻无穷，好像有着嫦娥奔月时的凄苦，又好像有着舞者般的端庄典雅。雨水从树叶上滑下，渐渐的凝聚在一起，他伴着狂风从数百米高的高空直冲在地面上，迸溅开来，有着野马般的放荡不羁，汹涌的席卷着泥土流向低处。
Midsummer night, star illumes, firebug is adorning brushwood. Quiet night, chan of running water Chan, what gentle breeze took away summer is fuggy. Perhaps, the best thing nothing is more... than cherishs excited mood, go listening attentively to midsummer sound. Public date: The language at the beginning of Luo Zhuang
仲夏的夜，星星点亮，萤火虫点缀着草丛。静谧的夜，流水潺潺，微风带走了夏日的闷热。也许，最美好的事情莫过于怀着激动的心情，去倾听仲夏的声音。公众号：罗庄初语(文/李春阔)