儿时的院里是童年的印证，是时间的痕迹。
The courtyard of childhood is a testament to childhood, a trace of time.
清晨时，生活的齿轮开始转动。从梦中醒来，伴随奶奶的催促声，急忙穿上衣服。用煤炉烧水的烟味，弥漫在空气中，有公鸡的啼鸣，麻雀的轻语，煮粥时腾腾冒起的白气，半掩着爷爷的脸。推开大门，旭日的暖光迎面而来，清风拂过身旁，邻居在外头烧水时添把柴，回顾到便会问声好。奶奶会整理好小书包，各样的小本子一个接着一个放好。爷爷端来粥，盛点酸豆角。拿起筷子，搅一搅，拌一起，不停地往嘴里倒。
In the morning, the gears of life begin to turn. Waking up from the dream, accompanied by my grandmother's urging, I hurriedly put on my clothes. The smell of smoke from burning water in a coal stove filled the air, with the crowing of roosters, the whispering of sparrows, and the white gas rising from cooking Congee, half covering Grandpa's face. Pushing open the door, the warm light of the rising sun greets you, and a gentle breeze brushes past you. Neighbors add some firewood while boiling water outside, and when they look back, they will greet you. Grandma will tidy up her backpack and put away various small notebooks one by one. Grandpa brought Congee and some sour beans. Pick up chopsticks, stir, mix together, and keep pouring into your mouth.来自作文吧 zUOwENbA.net
吃完早饭，爷爷便推出自行车，提起我到后座送去幼儿园。那天路很长，土块到石头再是水泥路，一直起起伏伏。
After breakfast, my grandfather pushed out his bicycle and picked me up to the back seat to take me to kindergarten. The road was very long that day, from soil blocks to stones and then to cement roads, with ups and downs.
傍晚，天空泛起一道红绸，青黛色的天际里，一团团长云游荡着，染来赤色，外红里白。太阳像一滴水，逐渐沉沦在油菜花海。回到家，脱下书包，取来本子，挪出大椅子，提起小板凳。伴随霞光书写作业。椅靠半遮纸面，庭院只闻笔尖摩擦不断的低声。院周的花草随风而摆，带着清香点染空庭。
In the evening, a red silk appeared in the sky, and in the azure sky, a group of captain clouds wandered, dyed red on the outside and white on the inside. The sun is like a drop of water, gradually sinking into the sea of rapeseed flowers. Back home, take off your backpack, retrieve your notebook, move out the large chair, and lift up the small stool. Write homework with the glow of the sunset. The chair half covered the paper, and in the courtyard, only the low sound of the constant friction of the pen tip could be heard. The flowers and plants around the courtyard sway in the wind, with a fragrant scent that touches the empty courtyard.
之后要取些乐子。拿出奶奶不用的麻将，叠出高楼大厦，堆得世外桃源，沉默不语的行人，飞驰而过的汽车。做好了便一脚踢倒，踩扁堆起的任何一块。每当这会，就不自觉地咧嘴，非常痛快。
Afterwards, we need to have some fun. Take out the mahjong that grandma doesn't use, stack high-rise buildings, create a paradise, silent pedestrians, and speeding cars. Once done, kick down and flatten any piece of the pile. Whenever this happens, I unconsciously grin and feel very happy.
夜里，一片黑暗被月光所照亮，天空布满星辰。星星点点，各式图案。庭中氤氲着凉气，躺在竹椅上，人籁寂寞，天籁齐歇。桂魄在夜空这块黑幕上纤毫毕现，清辉涂遍院里院外。顾盼完星河，一天的乐曲才弹至尾声。
At night, a darkness is illuminated by moonlight, and the sky is filled with stars. Stars and dots, various patterns. The courtyard was filled with a cool breeze, lying on a bamboo chair, feeling lonely with the sound of people and resting with the sound of nature. Guipo appeared in the dark curtain of the night sky, with a clear glow spreading throughout the courtyard and outside. After looking forward to the Milky Way, the music of the day came to an end.
抬头是风情万种的人间，闭眼是往昔一年又一年，追怀过去，种种故事浮漾眼前，交践在一起，揉成明净无滓的童年。再看到那庭院，恰似几颗水滴在心中激起明漪，久久不能移步。
Looking up, one can see the world full of charm; closing one's eyes, one year after another, reminiscing about the past, various stories float before the eyes, intertwined and kneaded into a clear and pure childhood. Seeing the courtyard again, it was like a few water droplets stirring up bright ripples in my heart, and I couldn't move for a long time.