In one's childhood, in my side side, often the echo is worn a baritone. This sound, perhaps listen in others come, he is taken slightly some hoarse, grave, some are offensive; However, I feel however, it is simple and honest in that way, dark in that way, strong in that way, let me feel warm constantly.
小时候，在我的耳畔，常常回响着一个男中音。这声音，也许在别人听来，他略带些沙哑、低沉，有些难听；然而，我却觉得，它是那样浑厚，那样深沉，那样有力，让我时时感到温暖。
Come stealthily in the winter, also become cold all the more in the morning. That day, I what love to bilk a bed had slept again first. Was about to be late soon, I am fraught. Come to father's room, knock, think sleep medium father is waked up, feel embarrassed again however. But father however dope out my idea, is saying “ to be late again? ” father gets up rapidly, very fast had worn the dress, haste and I came downstair. To drive time, father's autocycle rides rapidly. Fleet the street in chilly on the road, cold wind passes in howl of cheek both sides, as if to see aeriform wall flapping our body, holding back our advancement.
冬天悄悄来临，早晨也变得格外冷。那天，爱赖床的我又睡过了头。眼看就要迟到了，我心急如焚。来到爸爸的房间，敲了敲门，想将睡梦中的爸爸叫醒，却又不好意思。但是爸爸却猜出了我的心思，说“又迟到了是吧？”爸爸赶紧起床，很快的穿好了衣服，匆忙和我来到了楼下。为了赶时间，爸爸的摩托车骑得飞快。疾驰在清冷的街道上，寒风在脸颊两边呼啸而过，仿佛一睹无形的墙拍打着我们的身体，阻挡着我们的前进。
Father says to me: “ son, bend over to go up in the back of old father, won't write a composition so too cool, do not want catch a cold. ”
爸爸对我说：“儿子，趴在老爸的背上吧，这样不会作文太凉，不要着凉了。”
But I pass viewfinder, I see father's eye is blown to get sharp narrow one's eyes to be seamed into by wind however, that pair of old hands that are clasping motor handlebar are to be frozen aglow more, even some empurple.
但我通过反光镜，我却看见爸爸的眼睛被风吹得快眯成一条缝，紧握着摩托车把的那双大手更是被冻得发红，甚至有些发紫。
In cold winter, father's word lets me feel special warmth, tear also slides stealthily in my canthus. See my tear to do not let father, my general face is stuck on father's back closely, clingy move seems the back of thick bounty like a wall, experiencing father's temperature, my heart feels clinking warmth.
在寒冷的冬天里，爸爸的话让我感到特别温暖，眼泪也悄悄地在我的眼角滑落。为了不让爸爸看见我眼泪，我将脸紧紧贴在爸爸的背上，紧贴着仿佛一堵墙般厚实宽大的背，感受着爸爸的体温，我的心就感到无比的温暖。
Reached the school, father rub the hand that rub is frozen stiff says to me: “ fastens catch a cold, go quickly. ” I am rapid run to the classroom, although father's word is only,be by the side of my ear echo. Sit in the classroom, attend class since bell noise, I grow easy at a heat, there is father silently in the heart.
到了学校，爸爸搓了搓冻僵的手对我说：“别着凉了，快去。”我飞快的向教室跑去，尽管爸爸的话只是在我耳边回响。坐在教室，上课铃声响起，我长舒了一口气，心中默默的感谢着爸爸。
On the road of study, the speech of father warmth is in constantly by the side of my ear since the noise, encourage my conquer difficulty, incentive I am brave and forward.
学习的道路上，爸爸温暖的话语时常在我的耳边响起，鼓励我战胜困难，激励我勇敢向前。(文/杨子添)