Childhood, a how good name. I believe, no matter who be, want to recall the childhood that removes oneself only, corners of the mouth is met go up not self-consciously slightly raise. Childhood is representing chasteness to be too busy, childhood is being represented fancy-free, childhood is representing footloose …… my childhood, also be such.
童年，一个多么美好的名字。我相信，无论是谁，只要回忆起自己的童年，嘴角都会不自觉地微微上扬。童年代表着纯洁无暇，童年代表着天真无邪，童年代表着自由自在……我的童年，也是如此。
The earliest childhood that I can recall is me 4 years old that year, I in those days still live in native place, did not move in the city. Winter of that year issued an infrequent heavy snow, world all changed between one night appearance: On house coping a deep accumulated snow, the crops in cropland changed ablaze new clothes, whole world became a white, the elfland that opened the door to be just as Alice is general. I fall in father ground nurse, mad same ground runnings in the courtyard, ground of too impatient to wait and snow came to 0 spaces land contact —— to boil to boil on snow ground. I hold a ground of posse snow do all one can in both hands to be thrown to father, calculate trip irrespective also, stand up pat the snow that pats a body to go up, continue to running on snow ground, leave a string to string together small footmark after one's death, as if saying: “ runs slowly, can write a composition fasten trip! ” father is pulling my little hand with the old hand of his that warmth, running slowly on snow ground, in our back, stayed one big one small two footmark, the person with far made a sweet and clinking appearance jointly.
我能回忆到的最早的童年是我四岁那年，那时的我还居住在老家，没有搬到城市里来。那年的冬天下了一场罕见的大雪，一夜之间世界全都变了样儿：屋顶盖上了一层厚厚的积雪，田里庄稼都换上了闪亮的新装，整个世界都成了白茫茫的一片，打开门犹如到了爱丽丝的仙境一般。我在爸爸地看护下，疯了一样地跑到院子里，迫不及待地与雪来了一次零距离地接触——在雪地上滚来滚去。我捧起一团雪奋力地向爸爸扔去，就算摔倒了也没关系，站起来拍拍身上的雪，继续在雪地上跑着，身后留下一串串小脚印，仿佛在说：“慢慢跑，可作文别摔倒啊！”爸爸用他那温暖的大手牵着我的小手，在雪地上慢慢地跑着，在我们的身后，留下了一大一小两行脚印，与远处的人儿共同构成了一幅温馨无比的画面。
Walked along hundreds of rice hind, I am a little tired, mounted father's solid back. Cuddle is worn father's neck, in the Gao Ge in snow ground. Branch keeps the spadger of the move, as if to also be in fine fine listen respectfully my wonderful singing. Take one place vacant lot, I climb snow ground again, him pile ” of 3 “ snowman, use the ball of 3 heavy snow since snow drift namely actually, I am pointing to “ snowman ” to say to father: “ looks! This is me, this is father, this is mom! I say ” , father laugh, he bestows favor on ground of be addicted to to touching my small head, pull the little hand that has me again, go homeward together with me.
走了几百米后，我有些累了，便爬上了爸爸坚实的脊背。搂着爸爸的脖子，在雪地里高歌。枝头停留着的麻雀，仿佛也在细细聆听我美妙的歌声。走到一处空地，我又爬回雪地上，自己堆起了三个“雪人”，其实就是用雪堆起的三个大雪球，我指着“雪人”对爸爸说：“看！这是我，这是爸爸，这是妈妈！”我说完，爸爸笑了，他宠溺地抚摸着我的小脑袋，又牵起我的小手，和我一起向家走去。
Although this is a when happen in my childhood insignificant minor matter, but I am met however all the time engrave, it horizon resembles the brightest tiny spot, bright sparkles in the memory in me, in the meantime, also be the warmest existence in the road that I move toward maturity!
这虽然是发生在我童年中的一件微不足道的小事，但我却会一直铭记，它就像天边最亮的星星，在我的记忆中闪闪烁烁，同时，也是我走向成熟的途中最温暖的存在！(文/陈姝璇)