起风时，她站在风口闭上眼睛，努力听清风里有没有父母回家的脚步。
When the wind blows, she stands at the edge of the wind and closes her eyes, trying to listen for the footsteps of her parents returning home in the gentle breeze.
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— — preface
春节将至，大街上热闹非凡。家家户户张灯结彩，连两旁的路灯上都挂起了灯笼。远方传来的鞭炮声，撩拨着我们的心弦。学校还未放假，我们便早已归心似箭。老师这些天也格外宽容，极少批评违纪的学生。神州大地处处洋溢着年的气息！
The Spring Festival is approaching, and the streets are bustling with excitement. Every household is decorated with lights and colorful decorations, and even lanterns are hung on the street lamps on both sides. The sound of firecrackers coming from afar stirs our heartstrings. We were already longing to return home before the school had even gone on vacation. The teacher has been particularly tolerant these days and rarely criticizes students who violate discipline. The land of China is filled with the breath of the New Year everywhere!
她很早就跟我说过，今年过年，她的父母总算有时间从外地赶回家了。那天我看见她捧着电话，笑的很甜。
She told me a long time ago that this year's Chinese New Year, her parents finally had time to rush home from out of town. That day, I saw her holding the phone and smiling sweetly.
她是个很乖巧的女孩，从小跟着奶奶生活，父母外出打工，这次已经有两三年没回来了。她想用优异的成绩留住她的父母，或是故意考差，换得他们的关心与问候，可惜都无济于事。她说今年他们回来后，她一定要拉住他们的手，绝对不让他们离开。
She is a very obedient girl who has been living with her grandmother since childhood. Her parents have been working outside, and it has been two or three years since she came back. She wanted to keep her parents with excellent grades, or intentionally did poorly in exams in exchange for their care and greetings, but unfortunately it was all to no avail. She said that when they come back this year, she must hold their hands and never let them leave.
看着眼前这个坚强懂事的女孩，我由衷地祝愿她能在父母的陪伴下，茁壮成长。
Looking at this strong and sensible girl in front of me, I sincerely wish her to grow strong and strong with the company of her parents.
过年的气息越来越浓，鞭炮声终日响个不停，打工的人们纷纷踏上回家的列车。临近放假，她却跑到我们班上来找我，眼里噙满了泪。
The atmosphere of Chinese New Year is getting stronger and stronger, with the sound of firecrackers ringing non-stop all day long. Workers are boarding the train home one after another. As the holiday approached, she came to our class to find me, tears welling up in her eyes.
我急切地向她询问原因，她抽泣着说***妈打电话过来，今年她的父母可能又不能回来了。
I urgently asked her for the reason, and she sobbed and said that her mother called and her parents may not be able to come back this year.
寒风吹乱了她的短发，她眨着红肿的双眼，泪水早已夺眶而出，她说她只是想要一个完整的家，只是想一家人一起吃一顿年夜饭，只是想他们多陪陪她，不要让每个学期的家长会只有她一人，不要让成长手册的“家长意见”一栏一直空着……
The cold wind messed up her short hair, and she blinked her swollen eyes, tears welling up in her eyes. She said she just wanted a complete home, just wanted the whole family to have a New Year's Eve dinner together, just wanted them to spend more time with her, not to let her be the only one in every semester's parent teacher meeting, and not to let the "growth handbook"; Parents' opinions; The column is always empty… …
我默默替她捋顺凌乱的发丝，想安慰些什么，却发现无从开口。一直以为留守儿童是个陌生而遥远的词，殊不知，原来它就在我身边。
I silently smoothed her messy hair, trying to comfort her, but found myself at a loss for words. I always thought left behind children were a strange and distant word, but little did I know that it was right beside me.
有一种爱叫等待，有一种痛叫孤单。如果可以，我真想把我的父母借给她，让她的童年不再孤独！
There is a kind of love called waiting, and a kind of pain called loneliness. If possible, I really want to lend her my parents so that her childhood is no longer lonely!
想起这周返校前，我还和母亲吵了一架。原因十分可笑，不过是因为我拒绝洗碗……这个年纪的我们，总认为父母很烦，总想着闹“独立”，可是这世界上还有成千上万与我们年龄相仿的孩子，却多么奢望父母能多多陪伴他们……
I remember having an argument with my mother before returning to school this week. The reason is quite ridiculous, but it's because I refuse to wash the dishes; … At this age, we always think that our parents are annoying and want to make a fuss; Independence” But there are still thousands of children around our age in this world, and how much we hope our parents can spend more time with them; …
托清风越过一座山的距离，就托夜，在枕头上编织团聚的美梦。
Crossing the distance of a mountain with the gentle breeze, weaving a beautiful dream of reunion on the pillow at night.
多少个不眠之夜，她是一个孤独的守望者。守着自己小小的心愿，在斑驳的泪眼中，南望父母又一年。
How many sleepless nights, she was a lonely guardian. Guarding my small wish, in the mottled tears, I gaze south at my parents for another year.
再不回来，她就长大了……
If she doesn't come back, she will grow up; …