Celestial fall asleep, moon resembles gently running water, a vacant spring sheds wherefrom, assembled vacant night. I stroll to go up in the alley of urban outskirts, remember the home below that foot of a hill.
天空入梦了，月光像轻轻的流水，从那一眼空灵的泉流下，汇成了空灵的夜。我漫步在城市郊外的小路上，想起那个山脚下的家。
I am born in the country, hill of yellow dragon of a look out and the family of house, I am brought up below the nurse in grandfather, grandma and Huang Longshan, the grandfather's stature is not tall, always wearing short hair, do not wear beard. A pair of small eyes are embedded go up in the face that covers furrow, talking voice is very sonorous however. The grandma is a bit some shorter than the grandfather, the body is very emaciated, the hand has been broken, cannot do a bit a bit more serious work. In one's childhood, the grandfather tells the story of he and Huang Longshan with me, especially he says to there is a big track on Huang Longshan, it is the boundary of another name for Hubei province of Hunan of another name for Jiangxi Province, he still says to I am taken to mount this hill when waiting for me to be brought up, the station steps the place of 3 provinces in one foot, watch 3 provinces landscape, but years passes, the grandfather did not take me to mount the summit, be climbed by white hair however full the top of head.
我在农村出生，一个面朝黄龙山而居的家庭，我是在爷爷、奶奶和黄龙山的看护下长大的，爷爷的个子不高，总是留着短短的头发，不留胡须。一双小眼睛嵌在布满皱纹的脸上，说话的声音却很洪亮。奶奶比爷爷稍矮些，身体很瘦弱，手被摔断过，不能干稍重一点的活。小时候，爷爷跟我讲他与黄龙山的故事，特别是他说黄龙山上有一个大脚印，是赣湘鄂的交界处，他还说等我长大了的时候带我爬上这座山，站在一脚踏三省的地方，观三省风景，但时光流逝，爷爷没有带我爬上山顶，却被白发爬满了头顶。
In the dorp below the foot of a hill, have my happy childhood.
在山脚下的村落里，有我快乐的童年。
Spring, the flower of beauty of of all kinds contends for photograph in full bloom, my day filled charactizing a fine spring day. The associate that invites on a few to be close friends goes together go for a walk in the country in spring, run in afield, dozen fight noisely be troubled by, old people is planning farm work, sowing to hope to write a composition. Summer when, although the sky is having the sun of boiling hot, but block does not live I have an insatiable desire for the pace that play. In river side and mountain stream, often have me absorption the form that seeks crab, that is the fun that the adult can not understand. Go up personally occasionally dirty, jump in the river to bathe, sunshine illuminate, river water is clear, follow a fish swim, the sense that the sort of cool and refreshing current touchs the body is really extremely excellent. The autumn, the day enrages bright high, the leaf waves along with wind fall, hang on hill full wild fruit of of all kinds, invite on a few associate to gather wild fruit together, every time bumper harvest and return, I have the old person of grandfather of wild fruit deal out, grandma and neighbour, look at their smiling face, I also feel in the heart sweet. In the winter, the earth drapes silver-colored outfit, snowball nature became children the first selection of amuse oneself, although hand and face freeze aglowly, language of Dan Huansheng laugh still flies violently like snowflake.
春天，各色美丽的花争相怒放，我的日子充满了鸟语花香。邀上几个要好的伙伴一起去踏青，奔跑在田野里，打打闹闹，大人们则计划着农活，播种着希望作文。夏天的时候，虽然天空有着滚烫的太阳，但拦阻不住我贪玩的步伐。在河边与溪涧里，常有我专心找螃蟹的身影，那是成人所无法理解的乐趣。有时候身上脏了，就跳到河里洗个澡，阳光照射，河水清澈，跟着鱼儿游泳，那种清凉的水流抚摸身体的感觉真是妙极了。秋天，天高气爽，树叶随风飘落，山上挂满了各色野果，邀上几个伙伴一起去采野果，每次都丰收而归，我把野果分给爷爷、奶奶和邻居的老人吃，看着他们的笑脸，我也觉得心里甜甜的。冬天，大地披上银装，打雪仗自然就成了孩子们玩耍的首选，虽然手和脸都冻得通红，但欢声笑语依然像雪花一样纷飞。
When reading cannot too wild, days is fleet, already arrived in an instant first 3, I come alone to this new city already a year many, remember at the outset be determined and be inferior to the current situation of meaning, in the heart very contradictory, only the home below the foot of a hill is best comfort.
读书的时候就不能太野，时光飞逝，转眼已到初三，我单枪匹马来到这陌生的城市已一年多了，想起当初的决心和不如意的现状，心里很矛盾，只有山脚下的家是最好的安慰。
The life has be inferior to too much meaning, but life continues even. Fall like the moonlight like spring in this, I go to sealed ahead.
生活有太多的不如意，但是生命还要继续。在这像泉水般的月色下，我向未知的前方走去。(文/卢燕冰)