Since begin to remember things, I am having my dissatisfactory hairstyle dawdle head all the time, always still be yearning others can plunge into the horsetail that rise. The step that can not know years elapses hurriedly, this childhood amusement has disappeared from inside my brain slowly.
从记事起，我一直都拥有着一个我不满意的发型蘑菇头，还总是向往着别人可以扎起来的马尾。可不知岁月的脚步匆匆流逝，这件童年乐事已经慢慢从我的脑海中消失。
To chin so long hair, to brow so long bang, perhaps be oneself aesthetic problem, let me feel malcontent to this hairstyle all the time, from the composition and arose this kind is self-abased. I am low head, do not wish the face that people looks me clear, also can hide in parental back only, stealthily see others from inside aperture.
到下巴那么长的头发，到眉毛那么长的刘海，也许是自己的审美问题，让我一直对这个发型感到不满，从而产生了这种自卑。我低着头，不愿别人看清我的脸，也只会躲在父母的身后，悄悄的从缝隙中看别人。
Memory emerges again before in me, the little girl that sees a low head only runs into that small shop hurriedly, counting pin money demandingly with puerile finger, point to an everyday green small hairpin again. Salesman laugh, tender ground hands hairpin she, wear for her, said sweetly, you are really beautiful. Little girl hesitated a little while, just slowly raise a head to come, greatly be full of in the eye excited with glad, a few words are spat in the mouth, thank.
记忆再一次浮现在我的眼前，只见一个低着头的小女孩匆匆的跑进那家小商店，用稚嫩的手指吃力地数着零花钱，又指了指货架上一个普普通通的绿色小发卡。售货员笑了笑，温柔地将发卡递给她，并为她戴上，甜甜地说了一句，你真漂亮。小女孩迟疑了一会儿，才缓缓抬起头来，大大的眼睛里充满着激动与欣喜，嘴里吐出几个字，谢谢。
Later, of scamper about of this little girl return the home in, reveal oneself hairpin to father mother, innocent laugh. Then she begins to wear this hairpin everyday, no matter be,have a meal, caressing this small hairpin attentively. Day after day, year answer a year, if he holds his head high euqally as one used to do those who hold out a bosom go on the road, touch oneself hair chronically again, day, where is my hairpin? At this moment, neighbour uncle saw her, say to her, the likelihood that you raise a head to come is really good-looking.
后来，这个小女孩蹦蹦跳跳的回到家里，给爸爸妈妈展示自己的发卡，天真的笑了。于是她每天都开始戴这个发卡，无论是上学还是吃饭，细心的呵护着这个小发卡。日复一日，年复一年，他如往常一样昂首挺胸的走在路上，又习惯性地摸了摸自己的头发，天哪，我的发卡呢？这时，邻居叔叔看见了她，并对她说，你抬起头来的样子真好看。
Till here, this story is told, little girl is me actually, thank these speech, let me know self-confidence is the most beautiful. I no longer self-abased, the likelihood that because I know,raises a head is the most beautiful.
直到这里，这个故事就讲完了，小女孩其实就是我，感谢这些话语，让我知道了自信是最美丽的。我不再自卑，因为我知道抬起头的样子是最美丽的。