Everybody should have his native place, I am same not exceptional.
每个人都应该有自己的家乡，我同样不例外。
Get up in the morning, cold wind is invaded to me come, the eyelid that my piece wears 1000 jins, to the dekko outside the window, snow keeps falling, outside white, hill became white, grass and tree became white, everything became white, I get dressed, step down a building, if lake water is ordinary,the snow mountain of stretch to the horizon makes my heart halcyon. Abrupt, a sound broke this abiding halcyon: "Little luck, see what? Go! Eat meal and me to climb! " my eye looks to the direction of sound origin, former father stood early in the doorway to await, see I am looking at distance composition, giggle ask. Listen should go climbing, I am excited unceasingly, run into a kitchen at once, end gives a bowl of stuffed dumplings masse of glutinous rice flour served in soup, begin voracious, eat midway, my conveniently grabs a snow, take exert all his strength in the palm extruding, etc caky, rise to run to clearing, stand firm next child, the body turns backward, after add good strength, forth very quickly, the snowball in handle is thrown to white far, it is taking my joyance and excitement to fly to distance, slowly disappear disappears in field. Perhaps tomorrow, it will turn one beach water, the spic that it is cereal is moist life.
早上一起床，寒风便向我侵来，我张着一千斤的眼皮，向窗户外一瞥，雪不停地下着，外面一片白茫茫的，山变成了白的，草和树变成了白的，一切都变成了白的，我穿好衣服，走下楼，一望无际的雪山使我内心宁静得如湖水一般。突然，一个声音打破了这持久的宁静：“小瑞，看啥呢？走！吃完饭和我爬山去！”我的眼光向声音来源的方向望去，原来爸爸早就站在门口等待了，见我望着远方，嘻嘻哈哈的问道。一听要去爬山，我就兴奋不已，连忙跑进厨房，端出一碗汤圆，开始狼吞虎咽，吃到中途，我随手抓起一把雪，拿在手掌里使劲挤压，等凝固了，便起身向空地跑去，然后站稳脚跟子，身子向后一转，续好力后，往前一跃，把手中的雪球向白茫茫的远处扔去，它带着我的喜悦与兴奋向远方飞去，慢慢地消消失在了田野里。也许明天，它将化成一滩水，为谷穗滋润一下生命。
Eat a meal. My agitato goes toward hill, suddenly a few dogs make be transmitted, I laugh to father, rush again come home in, father also guesses me to want what to do it seems that, park next serious steps then, the move such as place I, I develop a kitchen, put a few fist is so big dish stuffed dumplings masse of glutinous rice flour served in soup that remain into a bowl, to clearing turning point one is walked along by the little room of inclose, my love dog " sweet sweet " it is inside, when I just was close to many meters 20, sweet sweet small head with respect to explore come out, looking at the food in my hand, the toot in the mouth is crying tootingly, very jubilate. Etc feed sweet, I continue again and father is set foot on " journey " . This is lily-white snow completely on stone all the way, greasy, nevertheless I often climb with other little girl when 4 years old, so this does not search hard at all, the double leg that sees me only is being waved on stone, speed is splitting, never slip however, father also follows me closely, already breathless however, mouth all the time gush is saying white smoke. Although father is already poor angry, but his mouth and eye let you feel he still is laughing. Look from far, on a snow mountain, two small macula are close to quickly to the summit, climb taller more as me, weather is colder and colder also, our speed comes down slow also. Go ah go ah... also did not know to go again how long, we stand on the summit eventually, distance of look into the distance, a hill catchs a hill, fold heavily, look under it seems that they do not have limit at all, cold wind is crying greatly, snow, those who accompanying cold wind is vociferant wave in succession fall. Spent a long time, I and father just ground of be reluctant to part with leaves.
吃完饭。我兴奋地往山上走去，忽然几声狗叫传来，我对着爸爸一笑，又冲回家里，爸爸似乎也猜到我要干什么，于是停下沉重的脚步，原地等着我，我冲进厨房，把剩下的几个拳头那么大的菜汤圆放进一个碗里，向空地拐角处一个被围起来的小房子走去—我的爱犬“香香”就在里面，我刚接近20多米时，香香的小脑袋就探了出来，望着我手中的食物，嘴里呜呜地叫着，十分欢喜。等喂完香香，我又继续和爸爸踏上“征途”。这一路石头上全是纯白的雪，滑溜溜的，不过我4岁时就经常和别的小朋友爬山，所以这根本难不倒找，只见我的双腿在石头上舞动着，速度极快，却不曾滑倒，爸爸也紧紧跟着我，却已经气喘吁吁了，嘴巴一直喷吐着白色烟雾。虽然爸爸已经差气了，但他的嘴和眼让你感觉他还在笑。从远处看，一座雪山上，正有两个小黑点迅速向山顶接近，随着我越爬越高，天气也越来越冷，我们的速度也慢了下来。走啊走啊……也不知又走了多久，我们终于站在了山顶上，遥望远方，一片山接着一片山，重重叠叠，一望之下似乎它们根本没有边际，寒风大喊着，雪，伴随着寒风的喊叫纷纷飘落。过了半晌，我和爸爸才恋恋不舍地离去。
Eat a meal midday, the sun came out, snow also stopped, I am planted with father grandfather again went tomato patch. "Sun Er, quickly! " urgent sound of the grandfather is transmitted. I walk out of the door, see father is carrying two handles big hoe, the grandfather is carrying 3 bag, each is roused of beat, should explode it seems that like. We come to a clearing, father throws one handle big hoe to me, I see that hoe is very big, differ will surely catching, if be bungled to my body... then I am sheered immediately, after waiting for hoe be born, collect again rise, the helter-skelter appearance that father looks at me, laughed. Then, he fall out turns one face into earnest type, say: "Look at! " saying, father raises hoe, downward firm firm one v hoe, next in the future is pulled, one not quite not not hole appeared. After looking we with respect to start working, we keep working, the sweat with big beans bead billow and below, had not known how to long just be planted, a hour? Two hours? 3 hours? The native place of childhood is much better! I can't help plainting.
中午吃完饭，太阳出来了，雪也停了，我又和爸爸爷爷种土豆去了。“孙儿，快点儿！”爷爷的催促声传来。我走出门，见爸爸扛着两柄大锄头，爷爷则拎着三个袋子，个个都鼓鼓的，似乎要爆炸开似的。我们来到一块空地上，爸爸把一柄大锄头扔给我，我见那锄头十分大，又不一定能接住，要是砸到我身上……于是我立刻躲开，等锄头落地后再捡起来，爸爸看着我的狼狈样儿，笑了起来。接着，他又翻脸变成一脸严肃样儿，说道：“看着！”说着，爸爸举起锄头，往下狠狠一锄，然后往后一拉，一个不大不不的坑就出现了。看完后我们就开工了，我们不停地干着，豆大的汗珠滚滚而下，不知过了多久才种完，一个小时？两个小时？三个小时？童年的家乡多棒啊！我不禁感叹。
Home town is the most beautiful forever, do not ask me why...
家乡永远是最美的，不要问我为什么……