I ever more than, read this story, carelessness is: Two roads, one has been stepped on for many times by passerby, full diameter of a fallen leaves. And I chose last ……
我曾不止一次，读到这故事，大意是：两条路，一条被路人踩过多次，一条落叶满径。而我选择了最后一条……
I think this also is to leave. Life turn, parting, setback, depressed, always should let go. But, I still want to hold your hand again. Do not come loose not to see.
我想这也是告别吧。人生转折，离别、挫折、忧愁，总该放手。但，我还想再攥一次你的手。不散不见。
I am in nursery school period, neighbour is the elder sister of a be on intimate terms. She is more than bigger than me 2, 3 years old, but I still play very well with her. Her age is older than me, also know naturally much. I little, often face sealed, total meeting is holding her hand. She, feel every time such, the old hand that always can use her warmth handholds my little hand. A long time, do not know why fear leads step by step in hers with encourage below, also felt relieved.
我在幼儿园时期，邻居是个相好的姐姐。她不止比我大二，三岁，但我仍与她玩得很好。她年岁比我大，自然也懂得多。幼小的我，每每面对未知，总会攥着她的手。她呢，每次感觉这样，总会用她温暖的大手握住我的小手。良久，不知为何恐惧在她的一步步引领与鼓励下，倒也释然了。
Impression is the deepest, it is Na Zhongxia's night. We make an appointment to see tiny spot. Smooth binoculars took a few. Expect, excitement wanders in the heart. But eventually, star did not come out now, I am a little depressed. But the elder sister tells me: “ this star is in for certain, did not show original shape nevertheless, they are bashful also ” , I little believed this word. When be being worn fully, the elder sister called me suddenly. Twist a head to look, was stayed in by Jing. Countless firebug did not know when to fly, every bits of bit starlight gets together was in one case. I am crying “ star descend to the world, it shows original shape! Composition ” next, everybody laughed together, I also laughed.
印象最深的，是那仲夏的夜。我们相约去看星星。光望远镜就带了几个。期待、兴奋徘徊在心中。可终，星星没现出来，我有些沮丧。但姐姐告诉我：“这星星肯定在，不过没现原形，它们也怕羞”，幼小的我相信了这话。正备着走时，姐姐忽然叫住了我。扭头看去，便被惊住了。无数的萤火虫不知何时飞了出来，点点星光聚在了一起。我大叫着“星星下凡了，它现原形了！作文”然后，大家一起笑了起来，我也笑了。
Later, we caught a few, raise in the garden. Everyday I two go seeing them. Thinking everyday, be firebug gets used to here? It what they eat is good that what they eat? But even if, our idea is again earnest. After all, because natural environment refuses to obey,still be, successional and gone. At that time I two hold in the arms together, cry rarely in. This perhaps is us the thing with this the saddest chapel.
后来，我们捕了几只，养在花园里。每天我俩去看看它们。每天想着的，便是萤火虫适应这里吗？它们吃什么好？可即便，我们的想法再恳切。终究，还是因水土不服，接连死去了。当时我俩抱在一起，哭得稀里哗啦的。这也许是我们这礼拜最伤心的事了。
Passed again very long, mom tells me, wanted to move. I am a little sad. But see her, face the eyes that she expects, my thousands of words, forgot completely again however, forgot completely completely. Just said ” of acoustical “ good-bye hesitatingly. Some are disappointed in her eye, but whats did not say, face about replies a house. I also can …… of face about of Mu Ne ground, had not known how long, I just cry. I also do not know why to cry, because she leaves already.
又过了很久，妈妈告诉我，要搬家了。我有些难过。但见到她，面对她期待的眼神，我千言万语，却又全忘了，全全忘记了。只是吞吞吐吐地说了声“再见”。她眼里有些失望，但什么也没说，转身回房了。我也只能木讷地转过身……，不知过了多久，我才哭出来。我也不知道为何哭泣，因为她早已离去。
Now, I still cherish look forward to, the temperature of that pair of hands, although hind when meeting already, did not have former days close, but often see firebug, I can remember when, sit in flower bed edge, be laughing and playing and cry, close.
现在，我仍怀抱憧憬，那双手的温度，虽后早已见面时没了往日的亲密，但每每看到萤火虫，我便会想起儿时，坐在花坛边，嬉笑与哭泣，亲密无间。
Yes, in my heart most in, still living that child, that crouchs sit in flower bed edge to looking at firebug to flutter, the child …… that happy laugh
是的，在我心里最深处，仍住着那个小孩，那个蹲坐在花坛边望着萤火虫飞舞，开心笑的小孩……
Do not come loose not to see.
不散不见。(文/杨景月)