One goggle, a aureate sunshine is illuminated into house through window screening. The twitter that chirps outside the window resembles is saying to me: "Is yesterday evening good dream? " mottled since after-thought the sunshine like the fairy tale in broken shadow, sea, woods, the is not my that beauty home town of this description -- Yantai?
一睁眼，一缕金色的阳光便透过窗纱照进屋里。窗外叽叽喳喳的鸟鸣像是在对我说：“昨夜是否好梦？”回想起斑驳碎影中童话般的阳光、大海、树林，这描述的不正是我那美丽的家乡——烟台吗？
Walk out of a door, see clear and transparent daylight, solar unreal spends countless piquant small fish, between those branches and leaves, spend the scamper about on carelessly in those flowers. Their argent shadow, between the hair from me, from my face glide. I want to hold its door, point to from mine again however seam escaped.
走出家门，一眼便看见敞亮而又透明的天光，日光幻化成无数条调皮的小鱼，在那些枝叶间，在那些花花草草上蹦蹦跳跳的。它们银色的影子，从我的发间，从我的脸庞滑过。我想抓住它门，却又从我的指缝间溜走了。
I find a tree, leaning on it to sit down, do not need to pat take the clothes, because the ground is not dirty, that is spreading the carpet of deciduous leaf, how is the meeting dirty? I close an eye, listen to a tree silently people conversation. When wind is small, resemble be in steal steal murmurous, unripe pat dozen of faze others, asing if is whose finger, tender glide key, light flick is being dialed, when wind is big, they jubilation rises, knock had frame strike, pulled a two-stinted bowed instrument with a lower register than Jingo, blew Lu Sheng, still have Sakesi, they make up self-guided oneself a symphony, so lively performed. A situation full of danger, still do not break luxuriant with romance.
我找到一棵树，倚着它坐下，不需拍拍衣服，因为地不脏，那铺着落叶的地毯，怎会脏？我闭上眼睛，静静地听树们说话。风轻时，像在窃窃私语，生拍打扰别人，仿佛是谁的手指，温柔的滑过琴键，轻轻弹拨着，风大时，它们便欢腾起来，敲起了架子鼓，拉起了二胡，吹起了芦笙，还有萨克斯，它们自编自导的一首交响乐，就这么热热闹闹的上演了。惊涛骇浪，仍不失华丽与浪漫。
I walk along a seaside again, sea wind fiercely of Xian Xian is blown come over, touching me softly again however, let me feel comfortable. I ever was imagined countless times can the ocean wave that saw with one's own eyes sees that is growling, but, here, I had seen only slightly wave, be who lets me live so comfortably? I am pondering, abrupt spirit shows solely, there was the result in the head, certainly is the blessing ground that I live -- Yantai. I am gazing at that sea, as if want to poke layer upon layer dense fog, see mirage. Actually otherwise, like this gouache the sea, be linked together with the day, clear and transparent, which still have the sign of the least bit city? Damp beach, walk, the sand like goose feather, wrapping your foot closely, lane is popular urticant catch catch. I crouch, bare-handed digging hole, the sand that pares full of water is divided, the 2nd, it is truly wet, before long, form hole of one depression urine, three-layer, it is the sand with black extensive having a place, young when, I innocent say anxiously: "This sand is bad, nigrescent. " the in those days sea since after-thought, the day in those days, with at this moment euqally blue, ineffable happy.
我又走到海边，咸咸的海风猛烈地刮过来，却又温柔的抚摸着我，让我感到舒服。我曾无数次幻想能亲眼见到那咆哮着的海浪，但，在这里，我只见过微微的波浪，是谁让我生活得如此安逸？我思索着，突然灵光一现，脑中有了答案，定然是我所居住的福地——烟台。我凝望着那片海，仿佛想要拨开层层迷雾，望见海市蜃楼。其实不然，这水粉画似的海，与天相连，清澈透明，哪还有半点城市的影子呢？湿漉漉的沙滩，一踩上去，鹅毛般的沙子，密密的裹着你的脚，弄得人心痒抓抓的。我蹲下，徒手挖着坑，剥开饱含水分的沙子，第二层，是真正湿润的，不久，便形成一洼小水坑，第三层，是有点泛黑的沙子，幼时，天真的我担忧地说：“这个沙子是不是坏了，都发黑了。”回想起那时的海，那时的天，跟这时一样蓝，就莫名的开心。
Had taken cat-and-dog market, simple fruit grower people before placing the sign to stall, cry out wears: "Fresh apple " " the persimmon that today just picked " " not sweet do not want money " ... the laugh that their some chuckles is worn, some small dew scowl, whole market is lively and extraordinary, as if to be in all the time spend the New Year. Clients also have a meal to come home at once and choosing food meticulously, this also is the scene of Yantai, city and rural photograph are united in wedlock, unexpectedly so harmonious also.
走过吵吵闹闹的市场，朴素的果农们把牌子摆到摊位前，吆喝着：“新鲜的苹果”“今儿刚摘的柿子”“不甜不要钱”……他们有的咯咯的笑着，有的微露愁容，整个市场都热闹非凡，仿佛一直都在过年。顾客们也都为赶快回家吃饭而精心挑选着粮食，这也是烟台的风光，城市与农村相结合，竟也如此融洽。
Although Yantai is a small littoral town only, but in my heart, it is so tremendous, fostering us, it is my home town, hope this strong countryside feeling can continue to circulate.
烟台虽然只是一个小小的海滨城市，但在我心里，它是如此巨大，养育着我们，它是我的家乡，希望这份浓浓的乡情能继续流传下去。