微风吹过，田野里的麦秆好似镀上了金霜。
The gentle breeze blew, and the wheat stalks in the fields seemed to be coated with golden frost.
一个身材矮小，弓着背的老婆婆走来了。她向着阳光，抚摸着花儿，轻声呢喃：“你能把我儿子从营中带回来吗？”
A short and hunched old lady walked over. She leaned towards the sunshine, caressed the flowers, and whispered softly, "Can you bring my son back from the camp
花儿好似点了点头，又摇了摇头。老婆婆的神情看不出什么变化，只是含笑，深情地注视着花儿。
The flower seemed to nod and then shake its head. The old lady's expression showed no change, just a smile and deep affection as she gazed at the flowers.
过了半晌，她仍不愿离去，抚摸着那朵花，那是她和儿子一起种的。摸着摸着，她流下了眼泪，泪水滴在了花瓣上，那粉嫩的花瓣也落在了地上。
After a while, she still didn't want to leave, caressing the flower that she had planted with her son. Touching her, she shed tears. Tears fell onto the petals, and the pink petals also fell to the ground.
而念想的翅膀，让花瓣轻轻飘起，飞得那么远，那么久，载着一个老人所有的心愿。
And the wings of thought make the petals gently flutter, flying so far and for so long, carrying all the wishes of an old man.
儿子闻到了一阵花香。那不正是家乡的桃花吗？原来春天已经来了。他摁下了回家的冲动，在小家面前，大家更为重要。但他日日夜夜思念着自己的母亲。他折了一架纸飞机飞向了远方。风儿带着纸飞机来到了老婆婆身边。
My son smelled a burst of floral fragrance. Isn't that the peach blossom of my hometown? Spring has already arrived. He suppressed the urge to go home, as everyone was more important in front of the small family. But he misses his mother day and night. He folded a paper airplane and flew into the distance. Feng'er brought the paper airplane to the old lady's side.
“儿啊，是你吗？”
Son, is that you
老婆婆的双眼突然有了光，她抹了抹眼角的泪水，露出了欣慰的笑容。这笑容掺杂了一丝别样的情愫。
The old lady's eyes suddenly lit up, and she wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, revealing a relieved smile. This smile is mixed with a hint of different emotions.
桃花的香气弥漫在空中，渐渐地向四周消散了……
The fragrance of peach blossoms permeated the air and gradually dissipated in all directions