The heart is a window, always opening wide for you, resemble that the lightest heavenly body in the night, it if light of go the same way is same, stand firm dauntlessly in inky by the side of road, for you are how-to direction.
心灵是一扇窗，时刻为你敞开着，就像黑夜里那颗最亮的星，它如同路灯一样，无畏地挺立在漆黑一片的道路边，为你指引着方向。
To raining this is planted weather, besides a few naughty child likes, I think everybody won't welcome. Children can run in a canaliculus that has seeper, the fourth of the twelve Earthly Branches became sufficient strong, jump forcibly, when spray 4 when splashing, show on puerile little face happy smile and did not grow complete big front tooth.
对于下雨这种天气，除了几个淘气的孩子喜欢，我想谁都不会欢迎吧。孩子们可以跑到一条有积水的小沟里，卯足了劲，用力一跳，当水花四溅时，稚嫩的小脸上露出欢喜的笑容和没长全的大门牙。
Oh, I but won't resemble them in that way, I am fed up with rain, because it won't bring feeling of what good intention to me. When roadside cole the flower leaves when flourishing, rainwater returns them land again; When the alley between hill be another when the scenery, rainwater erodes it extremely muddily, my —— is fed up with rain.
哦，我可不会像他们那样，我讨厌下雨，因为它不会给我带来什么好心情。当路边油菜花开得正旺时，雨水将它们重归土地；当山间的小路是别样的风景时，雨水将它冲刷得泥泞不堪，我——讨厌下雨。
Be this kind of weather, I had been eroded by rainwater in that, and going on extremely muddy alley, eat a meal to go to grandmother home only.
正是这种天气，我在那被雨水冲刷过，而且泥泞不堪的小路上走着，只为去姥姥家吃一顿饭。
That alley of grandmother home is the most lively place in the village, look at be over sixty years old, the old people of full head silver hair helps the daily life of a family in alley lira, hear music of go to the opera, really pretty good still! In the morning, the member that send a telegram is riding autocycle to run quickly on alley, on the car several large bags, one crowded crowded newspaper lies quietly inside. Do not know what reason today, it is probably go late or be to be afraid that old people is anxious, so speed was accelerated some. The member send a telegram that wears green clothes is riding autocycle to gallop on alley, composition / turbid splashed my a suit, I one face cold-shoulders look at already was stained with turbid dress, complaining in what hate hates in the heart.
姥姥家的那条小路是村里最热闹的地方，看着年过花甲、满头银发的老人们在胡同里拉拉家常，听听戏曲，还真是不错！早上，送报员骑着摩托车在小路上奔驰，车上好几个大口袋，一沓沓的报纸安安静静地躺在里面。今天不知什么原因，大概是走晚了或是怕老人们着急，所以速度加快了些。穿绿衣裳的送报员骑着摩托车在小路上飞驰，作文/泥水溅了我一身，我一脸嫌弃的看着已沾满泥水的衣服，在心中恨恨的抱怨着。
With me, still have a girl, also was splashed a suit mud, there still is him beside the grandfather with that pair of already ambiguous eyes. What see the girl is senior only is very comely, the big eye of spirit of fresh and juicy lets a person hit like in the bottom of the heart, she is incompact the handkerchief that takes out a whiteness slow from the pocket, brush to the grandfather first, brush at the same time at the same time thin tone asks: Grandpa “ , do not have a thing. ”“ , do not have a thing, handsome, magnify father home is on the side, take me. ” great grandfather says slowly. Oh, she calls handsome. She is helping a grandfather up, walk into that step by step in the door. Differ meeting, she came out, hand towel of a piece of my paper, say to me: “ elder sister, you do not have a thing. I had received ” paper towel, say to her: I do not have “ thing, thank you. She walks along ” to the front of the newspaper box of magnify father doorway, skilled extraction gives paper, take out towel of a piece of paper from the pocket next, a moment ago was being splashed turbid newspaper was brushed on box brush again, until wipe up signing up for box till. My mind emerges a warm current, it is handsome the heart that hid in inmost warmth to touch me.
和我一样，还有一位小姑娘，也被溅了一身泥，身边还有他那双眼早已模糊的爷爷。只见小姑娘长的很清秀，水灵灵的大眼睛让人打心底里喜欢，她不紧不慢地从口袋里拿出一条洁白的手绢，先给爷爷擦了擦，一边擦一边细声问：“爷爷，没事吧。”“哦，没事，倩儿，旁边是张大爷家吧，带我进去。”老爷爷慢悠悠地说。哦，她叫倩儿。她扶着爷爷，一步步走进那门里。不一会，她出来了，递给我一张纸巾，对我说：“姐姐，你没事吧。”我接过纸巾，对她说：“我没事，谢谢你。”她走到张大爷门口的报箱前，熟练的取出报纸，然后从口袋里拿出一张纸巾，在刚才被溅到泥水的报箱上擦了又擦，直到把报箱擦干净为止。我心头涌上一股暖流，是倩儿藏在心底的温情触动了我的心灵。
Today, I had taken path again, see old people is in as usual play music of go to the opera of the daily life of a family, can't help sighing with emotion in my heart, what rainwater takes away is the beautiful scenery before merely, and those who stay is the love in people heart however. The heart is a window, open it, you will see disparate landscape.
今天，我再次走过小路，看到老人们像往常一样在拉家常听戏曲，我心中不禁感慨，雨水带走的仅仅是眼前的美景，而留下的却是人们心中的爱。心灵是一扇窗，打开它，你将看到截然不同的风景。