There is every piece Bai Yun leisurely in bright and clean weather, sunshine scatters fragmentarily through branch come down, enlighten the road below the tree, warm that Duan Chen seals long already time.
明净的天气中悠闲地飘着片片白云，阳光透过枝桠零碎地散落下来，照亮树下的路，温暖着那段尘封已久的时光。
My childhood is spent in native place, native place is not prosperous, but to me it is the place that makes me warmth, happy most however.
我的童年是在老家度过的，老家并不富裕，但对于我来说却是最令我温暖、快乐的地方。
Here, every dusk, grandmother always takes me to go to all sorts of places in the village sauntering, I always can mount the high chance to extricateoneself from an awkward position of roadside, along it ground of half step half step goes ahead.
在这里，每个傍晚，外婆总是带我去小区里的各种地方转悠，我总会爬上路边的高台阶，沿着它小步小步地向前走。
Year young I and bush are general tall, grandmother pulls the hand that has me below step, a hand that I give for nothing is learning the person in TV, poise donnishly. When bush of conveniently skip over, pick below a few along with all the others deep green leaf, clear vein sees below the illuminate of the sun, throw forcibly again. But it was not affected by my effort, hit in sky turn, consider oneself leisurely to wave oneself in clay, was gone to by the leaf keep sb company that has been approached so with other. This is childhood is pure, drab joy, always make me that little heart beats quickly another times, warm and happy.
年幼的我与灌木丛一般高，外婆在台阶下牵起我的手，我空出的一只手学着电视里的人，装模做样地保持平衡。随手略过灌木丛时，一并摘下几片深绿的叶子，在太阳的照射下看清叶脉，又用力扔出去。可它没有被我的力气影响，在空中打个转儿，自顾自地悠悠飘在泥土中，与其它被这样被对待过的叶子做伴去了。这便是童年的纯净，单调的快乐，总令我那小小的心脏加速地跳动一下又一下，温暖而幸福。
But those who make make jubilate most is everyday dusk days. Every time the dim light of night comes, I am listening to grandmother to urge to mine, ground of be reluctant to part twists a body to search TV remote controller, the eye still is stuck on TV, be in eventually by the movement of rein in in, dillydally ground fumbles remote controller. Grandmother sees me the start is so slow, also not angry, pushing me, shut the lamp, belt come, build good quilt for me, lay down body, gently fan is worn fan. Be full of the story that is saying to me each is magical fatherlily slowly with grave sound, make me deep and infatuate, the heart upsurges a warm current.
但令最令欢喜的是每天的傍晚时光。每当夜色来临，我听着外婆对我的催促，依依不舍地扭身去寻找电视遥控器，眼睛还粘在电视上，终于在一阵被放慢的动作中，磨蹭地摸索到遥控器。外婆看我动作这么慢，也不恼，推着我，关上灯，带上门，替我盖好被子，躺下身子，轻轻扇着扇子。用低沉的声音充满慈爱地对我慢慢说着一个个神奇的故事，令我深深着迷，内心涌起一股暖流。
Right now, the frog that does not know which are given out cries accompanying rising and falling cicada sound overflow to be in sky, cool breeze raise, open through grandmother small on the body that seamed window blows me. The sound of grandmother is gradually ambiguous, urge me to fall asleep. I close the double key point that does not open early then, greet dawn.
此时，不知道哪发出的蛙鸣伴着悠扬的蝉声漾在空中，清风扬起，透过外婆打开一条小缝的窗户吹到我的身上。外婆的声音渐渐模糊，催我入睡。我闭上那早撑不住的双眼，迎接天明。
Call in that paragraph " childhood " in time, incomputable time is spent warmly.
在那段称作“童年”的光阴里，数不清的日子是这样温暖地度过的。
Now, when me now and then in be being lost in the life, answer recall every time that paragraph of the best time, inner fickle dimple is stroked to make the same score gradually, warmth if wind is prevailing, blow the heart that appeared me stealthily, bring back me that childhood. That is deep green leaf, fantastic story, the sound that is full of love and cool wind emerge in brain.
现在，当我偶尔迷失在生活中，每当回忆起那段最美好的日子，内心浮燥的涟漪便渐渐被抚平，温暖如风一般，悄悄吹透了我的心，将我带回那童年。那深绿的叶子，奇妙的故事，充满爱的声音和凉爽的风都在脑海中浮现。
"Time urges a person like the arrow old, time elapse quickly drives a boy " between the heart that the warm meeting that leaves in those time keeps in me forever.
“光阴如箭催人老，日月如梭赶少年”那些光阴里留下的温暖会永远停留在我的心间。