In native place hind hill, have a Zhu Lin, every arrive holiday, I am shouting to want to go to native place, although parents takes away me to cross the scene region with beautiful scene, but I most what give up does not fall still is home town that Zhu Lin!
在老家的后山，有一片竹林，每到节假日，我就嚷着要到老家去，尽管父母带我走过风光绮丽的景区，可我最割舍不下的还是家乡那片竹林！
It is summer vacation, grandfather grandma lets me go to bout countryside, the car is bumping on the road, positive light shakes the eye of the boast person that shake.
又是暑假，爷爷奶奶让我去一回乡下，汽车在路上颠簸着，阳光明晃晃的耀人的眼。
Left a car, push that familiar iron gate. I cheer caper, visited country on canal, both sides is not famous floret and oily cauliflower, golden, red attack attack; The green vegetables that the grandfather plants, sleek and sleek; Chinese cabbage resembles a football that fills air fully. In sunshine beamed below, each flowers and plants is floating shown burnish, good a vibrant world!
下了车，推开那扇熟悉的铁门。我欢呼雀跃，走去了乡间小道上，两旁是不知名的小花和油菜花，金灿灿，红扑扑的；爷爷种的青菜，油亮油亮；大白菜饱满的像一个充满气的足球。在阳光的照耀下，每一棵花草都泛着亮明的光泽，好一个生机勃勃的世界！
Arrived eventually Zhu Lin, the eye is orthoptic that green Zhu Lin, the Zhu Lin of home town, sunshine passed through Zhu Lin, spray land of facula bits and pieces on the ground, sway strange looks. There still is bamboo shoot on the ground, it is the elf of this lovely nature. Wind came, bamboo leaf rustle makes sound, a sunshine is through the sieve of branches and leaves of thick on the body, I close a key point, feel warm.
终于到了竹林，眼睛直视着那片绿色竹林，家乡的竹林，阳光透过了竹林，把光斑星星点点地洒在地上，摇曳生姿。地上还有笋，是这个可爱大自然的小精灵。风来了，竹叶沙沙作响，一缕阳光透过密密匝匝的枝叶筛在身上，我闭上眼，感到温暖。
Noisy jam of the city was done not have in this, be slowly and the cool wind that come and the clay of refreshing fragrance sweet.
在这没有了城市的嘈杂拥挤，是徐徐而来的凉风和沁人心脾的泥土芬香。
Zhu Lin, there is the most wonderful cradlesong over there!
竹林，那里有最美妙的摇篮曲！(文/王鼎乾)