Time won't stay for you, and love, never go far.
时间不会为你而停留，而爱，从未走远。
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——题记
Folkway folk-custom, model colour, the detail leisurely complacently that finger tip has delimited. Spring breeze stroke crosses the face of clay figurine, lightsome shallow overflow.
民风民俗，塑造色彩，指尖划过的细节悠悠扬扬。春风拂过泥人的脸庞，轻盈浅漾。
On rustic alley, be permeated with the joyous sound with bamboo lord and he attractive microcosmic clay figurine to laugh language. Wind the grass from courtyard horn is sunken in rise, the smile that is buried on the face is enticed on cirrus, a violet capricious rock. Look at the time that rippling on this swing, hold the post of only by crepuscular daub my annual ring gradually wide flow, in the rock in wind, recall never walks along …… of far happy past event then
乡村小路上，洋溢着竹老爷和他迷人的泥人小世界的欢声笑语。风从院角的草凹里升起，在藤蔓上引诱埋在脸上的笑容，一片紫任性摇荡。看着这秋千上荡漾着的时间，只任由黄昏涂抹我年轮渐宽的流程，在风中摇荡，忆起那从未走远的快乐往事……
Young Shi Zhongxia, bamboo lord lies on bamboo banquet, there is a vintage radio on the edge, there always are those a few songs in the radio. Bamboo lord is in carefreely aside hum singing, cicada bug couplet cries, tea is sweet wind around ……
幼时仲夏，竹老爷躺在竹席上，边上摆着一个老式收音机，收音机里总是放着那几首歌。竹老爷悠然地在一旁哼唱着，蝉虫联鸣，茶香缭绕……
I in the hall and mud people dances, bamboo lord comes later, look at me amiably, but time sees him not pleasing to the eye, on his face the picture gave a another furrow, feel to love to never go far immediately.
我在大厅与泥人们跳舞，竹老爷回头来，慈祥地看着我，可时间看他不顺眼，在他的脸上画出了一道又一道的皱纹，顿时觉得爱从未走远。
That day, put class hour to issue composition rain suddenly, can not carry umbrella again, the in fear and trembling in the heart. After I give a school gate along with the team, see giant and familiar form is walked into like me, he raises a face, laughing to say, “ goes, come home. ” feels to love to never go far immediately.
那天，放学时突然下起作文雨，可又没带雨伞，心里忐忑不安。我随队出校门后，看见一个庞大而又熟悉的身影像我走进，他抬起脸，笑着说，“走，回家。”顿时觉得爱从未走远。
When changing a shoe, hear the water voice of the be born like pearl, raise a head, roric not the dwelling place falls from his hair tip, decline go up in soft carpet, he is looking up at me, say “ is cold? ” rain falls into him in that abstruse eye, he does not open adj/LIT wide land eye. , love dip has one's heart filled with a room.
换鞋时，听见珍珠般落地的水滴声，抬起头，露水不住地从他的发梢落下，跌落在柔软的地毯上，他抬头望着我，说“冷吗？”雨水落进他那深邃的眼里，淹地他睁不开眼睛。，爱浸满心房。
Lie on soft bed, a few drip are ambiguous my eye, soak the pillow by ear, looking at his hasty back, heartbreak ……
躺在柔软的床上，几滴水珠模糊我的眼睛，浸湿耳旁的枕头，望着他匆匆的背影，心碎了……
See the dim light of night be locked up greatly bit by bit, wait for life a paragraph one paragraph ages. Actually, everybody was destined already everything, it is you sparkle only bright, always cannot bear orthoptic that is dizzy with each passing day yellow dusk dusk and Chao Chao. The life that does not ask oneself still has how many time, should ask everyday there is how many life in the day.
看夜色一点一点深锁，等人生一段一段变老。其实，每个人早已注定了一切，只是你闪闪烁烁，总不忍直视那日渐晕黄的暮暮与朝朝。不要问自己的生命还有多少日子，要问每天的日子里有多少生命。
Years passes, but love never goes far. In long time, you are accompanied, sufficient.
时光流逝，但爱从未走远。漫长时光里，有您陪伴，足矣。(文/张安葶)