微弱的灯光投在书桌上，笔杆快速摇动着，就如那书桌上的影子。五页枯燥乏味的数学题摆在面前，好像在强迫我将它做完。自由，你去哪里了？我的心飞到了那段自由的童年。
A faint light shone on the desk, and the pen holder shook rapidly, just like the shadow on the desk. Five pages of boring math problems are placed in front of me, as if forcing me to finish them. Freedom, where have you been? My heart flew to that free childhood.
童年，是一段自由的日子。小区喷泉池中裸露着的马赛克瓷砖在清晨阳光的照耀下反射出微弱的蓝光，吸引着我和朋友。我们无拘无束，轻盈的身子跳到水池边上又跳进已被抽空的水池。随后，我毫无畏惧地来到前面的台子前，小脚奋力一蹬，柔弱的小手一撑，顺利跳上了高高的台子。灵活的我们站起阿里，搓搓小手，继续攀爬。我们像一只只自由的小兔子，跳上跳下，爬上爬下，把这种活动当做一种娱乐，一种挑战者的自由。[ wWW.zUoweNbA.NEt ]
Childhood is a period of freedom. The exposed mosaic tiles in the fountain pool of the community reflect a faint blue light under the morning sunlight, attracting me and my friends. We jumped freely and lightly to the edge of the pool and then to the already emptied pool. Then, without fear, I walked up to the platform in front of me. With a strong push of my little foot and a support of my delicate little hand, I smoothly jumped onto the high platform. Flexibly, we stood up at Ali, rubbed our hands, and continued climbing. We are like free little rabbits, jumping up and down, climbing up and down, treating this activity as a form of entertainment, a challenger's freedom.
而现在，坐在书桌前的我全然没有这种自由可言，被困在这五百年的“知识”中。
And now, sitting at my desk, I have no such freedom at all, trapped in these five hundred years of; Knowledge” In the middle.
在童年，那段自由的日子中，我和朋友在青草上狂奔，奔向自由。我们与小狗一起坐上滑梯，在滑梯上翻滚，滑到自由的地面。我们抓住树枝，蹬着树干，爬上一棵当时认为很高的树，爬上自由的巅峰。太阳由在水池中娱乐时刚刚升起的位置到了头顶，又要下来。我们在桃树上对坐着，将一朵盛开的，粉嫩的桃花扎在头发中。我们像自由的小鹰，飞过天边的草地，我们像鲜丽的桃花，自由绽放，我们，像夕阳红，点亮那自由天空……那天，我们坐在桃树上一起等待，待那太阳上山。只谁知，太阳走了，就只剩无边的夜，无自由的夜。
In my childhood, during those days of freedom, my friends and I ran wildly on the grass, towards freedom. We sat on the slide with the puppy, rolled on the slide, and slid to the free ground. We grabbed the branch, pedaled the trunk, climbed up a tree that was considered very tall at the time, and climbed to the peak of freedom. The sun has just risen from its position when entertaining in the pool to its head, and is about to descend again. We sat opposite each other on the peach tree, tying a blooming, pink peach blossom in our hair. We are like free eagles, flying over the grassland in the sky, we are like fresh peach blossoms, blooming freely, we are like the sunset red, lighting up the free sky; … That day, we sat on the peach tree and waited together, waiting for the sun to rise up the mountain. Who knows, the sun has left, leaving only endless nights, nights without freedom.
夜色静得令人疯狂，无数三角形，四边形仿佛变成多彩的蝴蝶，引领我回到自由的童年。可它们一个个撞在玻璃上，裂为黑白的碎片。童年，自由的童年，你去哪儿了？明亮的窗户和洁白的墙围城了一座监狱，我扒着窗沿看着窗外那童年的世界，而你却离我而去。我懂了——现在的世界处处是拘束，而我，只能在这世界中找到自己的自由。那段自由的日子已远去，可并不代表自由永远离我而去。童年，请允许我再回一次头，再看看你，那段自由的日子。我将探寻知识中的自由，而你，一定会被埋在记忆深处。
The night is so quiet that it's crazy. Countless triangles and quadrilaterals seem to turn into colorful butterflies, leading me back to my free childhood. But they hit the glass one by one, shattering into black and white fragments. Childhood, free childhood, where have you been? Bright windows and white walls surround a prison, and I cling to the window sill to look out at the childhood world outside, while you leave me. I understand now‐ — The world is full of constraints now, and I can only find my freedom in this world. The days of freedom are long gone, but that doesn't mean freedom will always be gone from me. Childhood, please allow me to look back at you again, those days of freedom. I will explore the freedom in knowledge, while you will surely be buried in the depths of memory.