夕阳西下，火烧云染红了半边天，将温暖照耀在我心里。望着红彤彤的火烧云，恍惚间，我仿佛看到了那张熟悉却又不知姓名的面孔，陷入了回忆之中……
The sun sets in the west, and the burning clouds dye half of the sky red, shining warmth in my heart. Looking at the red burning clouds, in a daze, I seemed to see that familiar but unnamed face, immersed in memories
在我幼儿园三年的记忆中，有着无数张熟悉的面孔，而令我最难忘的，却是那位不知姓名的保安爷爷。保安爷爷个子不高，年近六旬，却依旧面色红润，一张方脸上总是挂着和蔼的微笑。他绽开笑容时的皱纹，就像校园里梧桐树上的年轮，一年年地增加。我每天不论是走进校园还是走出校门，始终能看到这张笑脸。这张笑脸，伴随了我三年。
In my memories of three years in kindergarten, there were countless familiar faces, but the most unforgettable one for me was the unnamed security guard grandfather. Grandpa Bao'an is not tall, almost sixty years old, but still has a rosy complexion and a friendly smile on his square face. The wrinkles when he opens his smile are like the rings on the wutong tree on the campus, increasing year by year. I can always see this smiling face every day, whether I walk into the campus or out of the school gate. This smiling face has accompanied me for three years.
记得那是一个中午，同学们都入了沉睡，而我，则因为淘皮捣蛋被值日老师拎到了午睡室门口，正被训斥着。十几分钟后，老师把我带回了午睡室。躺在床上，我原本装作平静的脸上因愤怒而扭曲，心中满是怒火。此时此刻，我忽然心生一计，趁值日老师回办公室装水的间隙，我也不装睡了，轻手轻脚地经过一张张床铺，偷偷溜出了教室。站在教室门口，我又想记了刚才老师训斥我的场景，鼻子不禁一酸，强忍着打湿眼框的泪水。我在走廊上小跑着，然后停在了未关紧门的美术教室门口，推开门，躲在阴暗的角落，小声地啜泣起来。
I remember it was noon when my classmates fell asleep, while I was being scolded by the duty teacher for being mischievous and being carried to the door of the nap room. Ten minutes later, the teacher took me back to the nap room. Lying in bed, my previously calm face twisted with anger, and my heart was filled with anger. At this moment, I suddenly had a plan. While the duty teacher was returning to the office to refill the water, I didn't pretend to be asleep anymore. I tiptoed past the beds and sneaked out of the classroom. Standing at the entrance of the classroom, I remembered the scene where the teacher scolded me just now. My nose couldn't help but ache, and I tried to hold back the tears that wet my eyes. I was jogging in the hallway, then stopped at the entrance of the art classroom that was not tightly closed. I pushed open the door and hid in a dark corner, sobbing softly.
咚，咚，咚，一阵沉重而急促的脚步愈来愈近，最后停在了我面前。“我说这教室怎么不关门，原来是你这小家伙躲在这里啊！被老师骂了吧？”抬起朦胧的泪眼，我看到了保安爷爷那张熟悉的面孔，他的脸上带着焦急，但话语里没有一丝责怪。“喏，开心点，小姑娘，没有人会真心责怪一个这么可爱的小孩的。”说罢，他那和蔼的脸上微笑着，皱纹从眼角蔓廷开来，像一朵盛放的波斯菊。随后，他又变戏法似的掏出一颗大白兔奶糖塞到我手上。轻轻剥开薄薄的糖纸，
Dong, dong, dong, a heavy and rapid footsteps came closer and closer, finally stopping in front of me. I said why isn't this classroom closed? So it's you little one hiding here! Did you get scolded by the teacher? "I lifted my misty teary eyes and saw the familiar face of the security guard grandfather. His face was anxious, but there was no hint of blame in his words. Hey, be happy, little girl. No one would truly blame such a lovely child. "With that, his kind face smiled, and wrinkles spread out from the corners of his eyes, like a blooming cosmos. Then, he magically pulled out a white rabbit milk candy and stuffed it into my hand. Gently peel off the thin sugar paper,
旋开两个旋妞，将一颗散发着奶香的糖送入口中，一阵甜意流入心间。“是啊，也许真的没那么糟……”拉住保安爷爷粗糙而温暖的手，我的心被阳光照耀得暖暖的。
Unscrew two spinning girls and bring a candy with a milky aroma into your mouth, and a wave of sweetness flows into your heart. Yeah, maybe it's not that bad... "I grabbed Grandpa Security's rough and warm hand, and my heart was warmed by the sunshine.
光阴似箭，岁月如歌。路旁的梧桐树一年年长高长壮，年轮也一圈圈增多。就像我一年年成长，保安爷爷笑脸上的皱纹也一年年变多。谢谢你，熟悉的陌生人——保安爷爷，虽然我到现在都不知你姓名，但你的笑脸会在我的记忆中永存。
Time flies like an arrow, and every month sings like a song. The wutong trees along the road grow tall and strong year by year, and their growth rings increase in circles. Just like how I grow up year by year, the wrinkles on Grandpa Bao'an's smiling face also increase year by year. Thank you, a familiar stranger - Grandpa Security. Although I still don't know your name, your smiling face will forever remain in my memory.