在我们的记忆中有一首歌，一个轻轻的开头，就带动了整首歌的柔情。一声“栀子花开……”仿佛让我走进了栀子花丛，我采集着一朵朵纯洁白亮的栀子花，就像在收集一个个美好的梦想，为了让它们扬帆起航。这就是我记忆中的歌曲——《栀子花开》。
In our memory, there is a song that, with a gentle beginning, ignites the tenderness of the entire song. With a single sound, '; Gardenia blooms… … ” It's as if I've walked into a garden of gardenia flowers, collecting pure and bright ones one by one, like collecting beautiful dreams, in order to let them set sail. This is the song in my memory‐ — The gardenia blooms.
走到了校园，我就听到了一首动听的歌，随着一片片洁白的花瓣飞上蓝天，一声优美的伴奏，打开了我的花样年华。耳旁响起“栀子花开，如此可爱，淡淡的青春……”这时，一个个穿着白色制服的孩子们，手中的彩色气球飞上天空。一声声欢呼，一声声尖叫随着优美的歌声开始，我们美好的“梦想”已经在云层之上，仿佛它们也开始了自己的旅程。虽然我们知道在新的旅途中有许许多多的困难等待我们的到来，但是我们依旧勇往直前，像大海上的小小白帆在陪伴着风雨远行。
As soon as I arrived at the campus, I heard a beautiful song that flew into the blue sky with white petals. With a beautiful accompaniment, it opened up my youthful years. The sound sounded in the ear; Gardenia blooms, so lovely, with a faint youthfulness; … ” At this moment, children dressed in white uniforms flew into the sky with colorful balloons in their hands. With cheers and screams, as the beautiful singing begins, our beautiful; Dreams” They are already above the clouds, as if they have also begun their own journey. Although we know that there are many difficulties waiting for us on the new journey, we still move forward bravely, like small white sails on the sea accompanying us through the wind and rain.
“栀子花开，so beautiful ，so white， 挥挥手告别西天的云彩……”在这歌声响起之时，一张张欢快的照片已经偷偷溜进摄影师的相机里，一个个白衣少年已经穿上黑色的毕业服，手中拿着毕业证书，一个比一个笑得灿烂，一个比一个更激动。但是又有谁知道，在激动和欢快的背后又有怎么样的故事？那酸、甜、苦、辣的经历；那刻苦学习的身影背后，又蕴含着怎么样的秘密。随着一句句的歌词，仿佛一切的一切又跑上了我的心头。
“ Forever Young, so beautiful ，so white， Wave goodbye to the clouds in the western sky; … ” As the singing began, cheerful photos had sneaked into the photographer's camera, and white clad teenagers had already put on black graduation gowns, holding graduation certificates in their hands, laughing brightly and getting more excited one by one. But who knows what kind of story lies behind the excitement and joy? The experience of sourness, sweetness, bitterness, and spiciness; What secrets lie behind the figure of diligent study. With each line of the lyrics, it felt as if everything had once again run into my heart.
歌声，如同一泓潺潺的细流，洗涤你的心灵；歌声，如一缕灿烂的阳光，照亮了你的心扉；歌声，犹如一阵微微的春风，拂去了你的悲伤……这就是我记忆中的那首《栀子花开》。
Singing, like a gentle stream, washes your soul; Singing, like a brilliant ray of sunshine, illuminates your heart; Singing, like a gentle spring breeze, brushes away your sadness; … This is the song 'Gardenia Blooms' in my memory.