Have a holiday one year, I go to grandma home playing.
一年放假，我去奶奶家玩。
That is me birthplace of hill, have silent laky the hill with layer hill. Each bean curd piece like the building is medley the small town that became to be familiar with.
山的那头是我的故乡，有静静的湖泊和层峦的山。一个个豆腐块似的房屋拼凑成了一个熟悉的小镇。
Full town is opening the root of balloonflower, dandelion flies higher than pomegranate tree, wave all the time the paddy sea of the foot of a hill. I and grandma are advancing to this paddy sea. The grandma was opening her to be used then probably tractor of a few years carries me get on a car, in it hind fight an upper berth full hay, also spreading me. I lie leisurely above, but the hay really that must say this very hard holds out those who plunge into a person. The cry of engine builds those who crossed cicada to sing, the tail gas of the car had built ethereal cloud, with respect to the curiosity that is like me the lid crossed pair of sealed fear.
满镇开着桔梗，蒲公英飞得比石榴树还高，一直飘进山脚的稻海。我和奶奶正向这片稻海前进。奶奶开着她那用了大概几十年的拖拉机把我载上车，在它的后斗上铺满了干草，也铺着我。我悠闲地躺在上面，但不得不说这硬邦邦的干草确乎挺扎人的。发动机的叫声盖过了蝉的演唱，车的尾气盖过了天上的云彩，就好像我的好奇心盖过了对未知的恐惧。
I stretch the leg into apparent big several canister boots, handle hides into broken beautiful oversleeve, learning the about of the grandma, take plastic glove, carried a hook to bear down on into piece paddy sea. But I had an amazed discovery -- this paddy grows higher than me unexpectedly!
我把脚伸进显然大了好几码的筒靴，把手藏进碎花袖套，学着奶奶的模样，带上塑料手套，扛起镰刀就冲向了成片的稻海。可我有了个惊奇的发现——这水稻居然长得比我还高！
"Girl, run which go " , the grandma is taking a smile to ask.
“妞儿，跑哪去啦”，奶奶带着笑意问道。
"Xi Xi, I cut rice to go first . I cut rice to go first ..
“嘻嘻，我先去割稻子去啰。”
I grab with a hand a big rice, rub one's palm along smooth out with the fingers of ground of a root is straight, another hand carries a hook, make sufficient strong forcibly one brandish, but rice just was to bend a waist. I am ill-affected, changed a point of view again the hook below brandish, the rice of the one part in the hand was cut come down, but of other still feel wronged and act rashly like should struggle after all with me. I mention knife, do not know number a few times, just do decide a rice.
我用一只手抓起一大把的稻子，一根根地捋直了，另一只手拎起镰刀，使足了劲儿用力一挥，可稻子只不过是弯了个腰。我不服气，换了个角度又一次挥下镰刀，手中一部分的稻子被割了下来，可其它的还赌气似的要与我斗争到底。我提起刀，不知数几次，才搞定一把稻子。
I sighed heavily, intense this world also sighed heavily. I stay to stand slow-wittedly over, looking at the sun, it also is looking at me; "What ghost weather, also do not blow flatus. Also do not blow flatus..
我重重地叹了口气，烈阳也重重地叹了口气。我呆呆地立在那里，望着太阳，它也望着我；“什么鬼天气，也不吹阵风。”
I am talking in whispers in a low voice at the same time, across is taking grave breathing sound to continue to cope with this to pile rice.
我一边小声嘀咕着，另一边带着低沉的呼吸声继续对付这堆稻子了。
Have a blooming cloud, slowly glide summit, wave along with wind by the side of Xiang Tian. Late wind comes over, puffed this paddy sea, they break up emerging, the heart as me is general.
有一朵盛开的云，缓缓滑过山顶，随风飘向天边。晚风袭来，吹动了这片稻海，它们翻涌着，如同我的内心一般。
All the way eastwards, I am looking attentively at a of glittering and translucent moon and bits and pieces. My cent is not clear what is firebug, what is 10 thousand stars. Dog tail is careless to at the same time the body below bend. Kiss this land, the lake cover with wave crystalline light should remain my impress.
一路向东，我注视着晶莹的月亮和星星点点的一片。我分不清哪些是萤火虫，哪些是万颗星辰了。狗尾巴草向一边倾下身子。亲吻这片土地，波光粼粼的湖面要留下我的印记。
The grandma shucks off paddy clever carapace, grind go rice bran layer, install bowl of pottery and porcelain in, put be buried the top of a kitchen range, the fire that ignites below and hay deadwood " bang bang " make sound, open wooden boiler lid, blow on the face of hank white smoke and come, carrying filar faint scent, a bead is white fat fat rice is thinking dining table be gettinged on by end pressingly.
奶奶将稻谷脱去颖壳，碾去米糠层，装进陶瓷碗里，放入土灶台，下面点燃的火和干草枯枝“啪啪”作响，打开木锅盖，一卷白烟扑面而来，带着丝清香，一粒粒白胖胖的米饭正迫切地想被端上饭桌呢。
Before long, the dish of one table is neat, moon is in our joyous laugh gradually concealed goes...
不久，一桌子的菜就齐了，月光在我们的欢笑声中渐渐隐去……
This one child reunion, be like year. Carefree and comfortable, be like year. The growth with endless paddy, be like year. Each sweat, be like year.
这一家子团圆，如年。悠闲自在地，如年。水稻漫长的生长，如年。每一滴汗水，如年。