在我的书架上，有一本弥足珍贵的书，它虽已失掉了外封皮，里面的纸张也沾满沙尘，字迹也已有些模糊，但每当我看见它，便会想起从前的那件非常寻常的事。
On my bookshelf, there is a very precious book. Although it has lost its outer cover, the paper inside is covered in dust, and the handwriting is a bit blurry, every time I see it, I think of that very ordinary thing from the past.
那是一个阴沉的下午。在活动课上，我将书借给一个同学看，回教室后却发现他竟两手空空回来。我疑惑地问他书去哪儿了，他满不在乎地说给另外两个同学了。我想起这是妈妈在我生日时特意送给我的珍藏版，如今已经很难买到了。我十分担心，立即去找另外两个人。
It was a gloomy afternoon. In the activity class, I lent a book to a classmate to read, but when I returned to the classroom, I found that he came back empty handed. I asked him in confusion where the book went, and he casually said it was for the other two classmates. I remember this is a collector's edition that my mother specially gave me on my birthday, and now it's hard to buy. I am very worried and immediately went to find the other two people.
问了另外两个人，他们却说是他们三人一起把书埋进沙坑里了。我又气愤又焦急，去沙坑那里找了一大圈，却丝毫收获也没有。我要求他们把沙坑里的书取出来还我，他们却异口同声地问：“凭什么？书是你的书，我们不负责，丢了也是活该！”委屈一下子与愤怒到达了极点，我决定去请老师主持公道。
I asked the other two people, and they said it was the three of them who buried the book in the sandpit together. I was both angry and anxious, and searched around the sand pit, but I didn't gain anything. I asked them to take out the books from the sandpit and return them to me, but they all asked in unison, 'Why? The books are your books, we are not responsible, and we deserve to lose them!' My grievances and anger reached the extreme, and I decided to ask the teacher to uphold justice.
老师听了我的经过，决定在班会上讲这件事。老师在班会上，说：“书籍是人类进步的阶梯，是我们终生的良师益友。我们应不应该破坏书籍，拿书做恶作剧明显不该。”这些话对我来说，如春风，抚平了我内心的极度气愤；对他们来说，如惊雷，震撼着他们的内心。他们自觉地从座位上起身，报告老师，又用了整整一节课，终于在沙坑里刨出了我的书。
After listening to my experience, the teacher decided to talk about this matter at the class meeting. At the class meeting, the teacher said, "Books are the ladder of human progress and our lifelong mentors and friends. Should we destroy books and play pranks on them?" These words were like a spring breeze to me, soothing my extreme anger; For them, like thunder, it shook their hearts. They consciously got up from their seats, reported to the teacher, and after another whole class, finally dug out my book in the sandpit.
当我终于看到我失而复得的珍贵的书时，我既震惊又心疼。我如同抚摸着一位饱经风霜的老朋友似地抚摸着这本已经破损污脏的书。老师要求他们向我郑重道歉时，我的眼泪忍不住吧嗒吧嗒地掉下来。我在心里默默对老师说：谢谢您！
When I finally saw the precious book that I had lost and regained, I was both shocked and heartbroken. I caressed this damaged and dirty book like I caressed an old friend who has weathered the wind and rain. When the teacher asked them to apologize solemnly to me, tears couldn't help but fall down. I silently said to the teacher in my heart: Thank you!
尽管这本书现在已经十分破旧，但它带来的这件事依然历久弥新；尽管这件事已经过去很久，但它蕴含的温暖依然没有散去。它是我成长中，一本珍贵的，值得我永远珍藏的书。
Although this book is now very old and worn out, the event it brought is still enduring and new; Although it has been a long time, the warmth it contains has not dissipated. It is a precious book in my growth, worth cherishing forever.