I cannot forget that individual, also cannot forget that piece of face.
我忘不了那个人，也忘不了那张脸。
That day classeses are over in the road that come home, I encountered an old person that sells spun sugar. His eye dark and gloomy does not have light, canthus bestrewed hematic silk, of hair chaotic. Although he all the time ground of do all one can is used low dumb throat peddles, still can be nobody is willing to go him there buy spun sugar.
那一天放学回家的途中，我遇到了一个卖棉花糖的老人。他的眼睛晦暗无光，眼角布满了血丝，头发乱糟糟的。尽管他一直奋力地用低哑的喉咙叫卖，可还是没人愿意去他那儿买棉花糖。
See all the time the spun sugar that nobody buys him, old person corners of the mouth is hiding how much low and helpless, the smile that installs constrainedly originally disappeared, become crestfallen. See this one act, I am subliminal ground feels a pocket almost 3 money still are left inside —— . I am thinking over: Should buy a spun sugar? But, nalaimaiwen provides this fund, how to if was discovered by mom,do, that I not with respect to ……
见一直没人买他的棉花糖，老人嘴角藏着几许低落和无助，原本勉强装出来的笑容消失了，变得垂头丧气。看到这一幕，我几乎是下意识地摸了摸口袋——里面还剩下三块钱。我寻思着：要不要买根棉花糖呢？可是，这钱是拿来买文具的，要是被妈妈发现了怎么办，那我不就……
It is when I am hesitant, the old person has driven a car, want. The setting sun is illuminating the body of his that stoop and full head white hair, make he appears aged all the more. I cannot bear the heart looks at his empty-handed and return, rushed forward ……
就在我犹豫时，老人已经骑上车，要走了。夕阳照着他那佝偻的身躯和满头白发，使他显得格外苍老。我不忍心看着他空手而归，冲了上去……
“ great grandfather, wait! My word takes off ” a composition / and piece, “ I, I should buy old person of ……” of a spun sugar to had turned the head comes, cloudy eye is staring at me questioningly. I by him so look, did not have a god immediately, just said a word to give him a yuan of Qian Sai immediately.
“老爷爷，等一下！”我的话脱口作文/而出，“我，我要买一根棉花糖……”老人转过头来，浑浊的眼睛疑惑地盯着我。我被他这么一看，顿时没了神，刚说完话就马上把一元钱塞给了他。
The old person was stupefied, buy spun sugar to him without the person for ages apparently. Finish one second, he does spun sugar with respect to face about. Turn again when him when coming over, there is in the hand greatly, snow-white spun sugar.
老人愣了一下，显然好久没有人向他买棉花糖了。下一秒，他就转过身去做棉花糖了。当他再转过来时，手里拿着一根大大的、雪白的棉花糖。
I had received spun sugar, in the eyes that discovers him some more light, and trifling to mine appreciate. My face about goes, the old person also rides him that a little rusty car, ride to across.
我接过棉花糖，发现他的眼神里多了些亮光，以及对我的些许感激。我转身就走，老人也骑上他那辆有些生锈的车，向另一边骑去。
I had turned the head goes, discover an old person originally the body of stoop is erect also a few minutes, that silver-colored silk of full head appears below the setting sun Yi Yi is unripe brightness.
我转过头去，发现老人原本佝偻的身子也挺直了几分，那满头的银丝在夕阳下显得熠熠生辉。
Now, the old person perhaps has not sold sugar over. But I cannot forget him however, also cannot forget that piece of his face.
现在，老人也许已经不在那儿卖糖了。可我却忘不了他，也忘不了他的那张脸。