Careless, catch green the earth; Beautiful, aromatic air; Sunshine, asperse into my heart.
草，染绿了大地；花，芬芳了空气；阳光，洒进我的心田。
Everything is so good. I cherish cheerful mood, take a walk in the village, conveniently throws the biscuit bag that just had on the ground. My a bit did not care about this one act, went away.
一切那么美好。我怀着愉悦的心情，在小区散步，随手将刚吃完的饼干袋扔在了地上。我丝毫没有在意这一举动，走开了。
Did not go much further, side side transmits sound of ” of Shua of Shua of a “ suddenly, I continue to go forth. Sound of ” of Shua of this “ Shua is closer and closer from me, look later, a back imprints into my eye, it is aunt of a cleaner so. Her hand grasps a big broom, wear the coverall of orange vest style, fallen leaves that sweeps the ground carefully to go up.
没走多远，耳畔忽然传来一阵“唰唰”声，我继续往前走。这“唰唰”声离我越来越近，回头一看，一个背影印入我的眼帘，原来是一位清洁工阿姨。她手握一把大扫帚，身穿橙色背心式样的工作服，正一下一下仔细清扫地上的落叶。
My look falls on biscuit bag, it is being hit come back, by the side of the foot that falls in cleaner aunt. Aunt skill is helping broom up, stoop waist, bag of rubbish of skill pick up, throw into the car that assembles rubbish gently. My terrified lived! This in succession writes a composition / the movement that string together, perhaps be in people look, do not pass usually again, but to me, it is deep shock however.
我的目光落在了饼干袋上，它打着旋儿，落在了清洁工阿姨的脚边。阿姨一手扶着扫帚，弯下腰，一手捡起垃圾袋，轻轻扔进装垃圾的车里。我怔住了！这一连作文/串的动作，也许在别人眼里，再平常不过，但对于我，却是深深的震撼。
The back swoon of cleaner aunt is in the end of the road, my for a long time cannot dismiss from one's mind, it is she bows the movement of pick up. The teacher often says, what you abandon “ is rubbish, of my pick up is goodness ” . Cleaner is used explained this sentence silently dumbly. My heart is much mediumer the portion is abashed, throw rubbish simple, collect rubbish to have again why difficult? This is not a bagatelle, occasionally, the fatigue of raise one's hand, can return one party Sukhavati.
清洁工阿姨的背影渐渐消失在路的尽头，我久久不能忘怀，是她弯腰捡起的动作。老师常说，“你扔下的是垃圾，我捡起的是美德”。清洁工用默默无言诠释了这句话。我心中多了份羞愧，扔垃圾简单，捡垃圾又有何难？这不是一件小事，有时候，举手之劳，便能还一方净土。
Pick up, this movement stays in my brain, of brandish do not go.
捡起，这个动作在我的脑海停留，挥之不去。
Do not know to wave from where again a piece of wastepaper, fly to the side of my foot stealthily, I am smiling stoop waist, pick up came ……
不知又从何处飘来一张纸屑，悄悄飞到我的脚边，我微笑着弯下腰，捡起来了……
Careless, catch green the earth; Beautiful, aromatic air; Sunshine, asperse into my heart, that Sukhavati in the heart, it seems that more attractive!
草，染绿了大地；花，芬芳了空气；阳光，洒进我的心田，心中的那片净土，似乎更加迷人了！