Life middling often has a few not to have what say with character to touch, all along won't someone is searched painstakingly, because that is a kind simple true, the shock of a kind of heart. Years does not have mark, when our suddenly turn one's head, recall oneself heart road course, always have a paragraph paragraph of memory, deep mark leaves in life. Touch me, it is a kind of deft sound sometimes, it is a light smile sometimes, be a ooze person sometimes fragrance …… and more, it is those are in casual a happiness that reveals, and this kind is good, although can't touch scope of activity, can fill with a heart however, make me warm unceasingly.
生活中常常有一些无以言说的感动，从来不会有人刻意地去寻找，因为那是一种朴素的真实，一种心灵的震撼。岁月无痕，当我们蓦然回首，回忆自己的心路历程，总有一段段回忆，在生命中留下深深的痕迹。感动我的，有时是一种轻巧的声音，有时是一抹淡淡的微笑，有时是一缕沁人的馨香……而更多的，是那些在不经意间流露出来的美好，而这种美好，虽不足以感动天地，却能盈满心间，让我温暖不已。
a midsummer when, I ever had the memory of a paragraph of refreshing.
儿时的一个盛夏，我曾有一段沁人心脾的回忆。
I classessed are over that day come home, come up against an old person of 6 a period of ten days, grey-haired, dai Ding defeats straw hat. She is low head is vending the each rubbish bag of roadside carefully, pushing lightly carefully the thing inside, in the broken snakeskin bag that puts to be installed to get bosomy strike next, what dingdong bites to become inside is easy harsh land resound is in the sound that pull coal tub in small market, bad taste sends out ceaselessly come out. I hold a nose subliminally, stand on tiptoe is worn tiptoe, try to bypass. At this moment she raises a head, see the station is in aside me, pulled snakeskin bag rapidly, hurried ground rub wears both hands, weather-shack lip was moved slightly, seem to want to say some of assorted composition, look at her forehead to risk the sweat that come out ceaselessly, mixing the dirt on the face forms a path humourous black line, for oneself suddenly the tiptoe since stand on tiptoe is ashamed unceasingly, drop the hand that holding nose hurriedly, compunctious be full of whole chest with ashamed chock, anxiously stands over. I remember to there is the coke that drinks in satchel suddenly, take rapidly, crouch to put coke bottle into the snakeskin bag of the old person gently next. The old person looks up surprisingly look at me, weather-shack lip is stretched slightly, pull curtly next touched corners of the mouth, squeeze an one filar smile, the eyes below the brim of a hat is full of appreciate. The instant, the cicada that the wail other ear calls lets a person feel no longer so be agitated, bite the plays coal tub easily to also turn each into euphonic leap note that dingdong becomes, heart by oneself a moment ago act gradually cram, fine fine aftertaste, although be a bagatelle, have a cool and refreshing sensation however.
那天我放学回家，碰到一位六旬的老人，白发苍苍，戴顶破草帽。她低着头仔细地倒腾着路边的一个个垃圾袋，仔细地扒拉着里面的东西，然后放进一个被装得鼓鼓的破蛇皮袋里，里面叮叮当当的易拉罐声音刺耳地回荡在小街里，难闻的气味不断地散发出来。我下意识地捏起鼻子，踮着脚尖，试图绕过。这时她抬起头，看到站在一旁的我，赶紧拽了一下蛇皮袋，双手急促地搓着，干裂的嘴唇微微动了一下，好像想说些什作文么，看着她额头不断冒出来的汗水，和着脸上的泥垢形成一道道滑稽的黑线，忽然为自己踮起的脚尖惭愧不已，慌忙放下捏着鼻子的手，内疚和惭愧满满地充斥着整个胸膛，不安地站在那里。我忽然想起书包里有喝完的可乐，赶紧拿出来，然后蹲下去把可乐瓶轻轻放进老人的蛇皮袋里。老人惊讶地抬头看着我，干裂的嘴唇微微张开，然后生硬地扯动了一下嘴角，挤出一丝微笑，帽檐下的眼神充满感激。瞬间，耳旁嚎叫的知了不再让人觉得那么烦躁，叮叮当当的易拉罐也变成一个个悦耳跳跃的音符，内心被自己刚才的举动渐渐填满了，细细回味，虽是一件小事，却有一股清凉的感动。
The thing already went very long, but on the growing road that the shock of that one heart appears in me constantly however. I am casual in the life enthusiastic call between, the greeting of a light tone, a bright smile, the soul that often can let oneself has dance for it. Each small instant, abluent a certain small spot in my soul, besmirch, break off root of a paragraph of bad in my disposition, the heart that lets me is touched for his happiness constantly.
事情已过去很久了，但那一份心灵的震撼却时时出现在我的成长路上。生活中我不经意间的一声热情的召唤，一句轻声的问候，一个灿烂的微笑，往往可以让自己的灵魂为之起舞。每一个小小的瞬间，洗净我灵魂中某个小小的斑点，污渍，折断我性情中一段劣根，让我的心时时为自己的美好而感动。(文/罗萍)