In landscape comely, the home town with years long continous. I spent good time, in 1000 kinds of beauty, the half is concerned with banana tree unexpectedly.
在山水清秀，岁月绵长的家乡。我度过了美好的时光，千般美丽中，有一半竟与香蕉树有关。
There is a piece of shabby ping-pong desk below the hillside, that is the place that in one's childhood banana tree witnesses what my ball ability progresses. Before going up, past slope goes, blackish red, apricot yellow, green heavy, the picture greet with white a bitter edible plant. That is the sweat that a lot of old person brandish asperse, keeping this beautiful picture. Write a composition forth again go a bit, two lofty banana cultivate greet. Qing Bi's leaf resembles big fan, seeming is coming loose to banana tree hot; Some orange color are yellow, some willow are green; Below straightforward branches and leaves, banana of a root, envelop each other, a caboodle is in another above, do not leave any gap.
在山坡下有一张破旧的乒乓球桌，那是小时候香蕉树见证我球技进步的的地方。往坡上前行，殷红，杏黄，绿沉，荼白的景象映入眼帘。那是许多老人挥洒的汗水，维持着这美丽的景象。再往前作文吧走一点，两棵高大的香蕉树映入眼帘。青碧的叶子像一把把大扇子，好像是在给香蕉树散热；有的橙黄，有的柳绿；粗犷的枝叶下，一根根香蕉，相互笼罩，一根堆在另一根上面，不留任何空隙。作文 WwW.ZuOwENbA.NeT
The song of birthplace is one Zhi Qingyuan's flute, always ring in the evening in what have a moon.
故乡的歌是一支清远的笛，总在有月亮的晚上响起。
Moon sprays full silver-colored land, illuminate is in each is small corner, settleclear yellow banana wrapped on the tree thin thin silver-colored layer. The old practice that the family leaves to listening to a grandma silently to tell about banana to cultivate in banana tree... moon is illuminated in the grandma on that weather-beaten face, appear cadaverous all the more. We are obsessed with the ground to listening, at this moment the grandma hands our banana, look of my Zun Qiao is right look, feeling banana skin gently, blow again, play banana, shucked cautiously skin, gradually develop launchs a perfume come, tangy and into, induce the appetite that has me, the lip is moved, I import banana a place of strategic importance slowly in, a kind of icy intimacy is occupational oral cavity, fine fine ground is chewing, slowly get down, that sweet and full-bodied flavour in oral cavity for a long time cannot drop off. such, I am listening to grandma taletelling at the same time, eating delicate and goluptious banana to spend at the same time lots and lots of good and auspicious night.
月光洒满银地，照射在一个个小角落，澄黄的香蕉树上裹了一层薄薄的银层。一家人在香蕉树下默默地听着奶奶讲述香蕉树的故事……月光照在奶奶那饱经风霜的脸上，显得格外苍白。我们痴迷地听着，这时奶奶递给我们香蕉，我左瞧瞧右看看，轻轻地摸着香蕉皮，又吹了吹，弹了弹香蕉，小心翼翼地剥去了皮，一阵阵香味渐渐地拓展开来，扑鼻而入，勾起我的食欲，嘴唇动了动，我缓缓地将香蕉塞进口中，一种冰凉的舒适感占领了口腔，细细地咀嚼着，慢慢地吞下，口腔中的那股香甜浓郁的味儿久久不能散去。就这样，我一边听着奶奶讲故事，一边吃着美味可口的香蕉度过了许许多多个美好祥和的夜晚。
The appearance of birthplace is a kind of ambiguous distracted, as if in mist wave parting.
故乡的面貌是一种模糊的怅惘，仿佛在雾里的挥手离别。
Years waste time, days elapses quickly. As the rise of grade, school work pressure is greater and greater, I had not answered home town for ages. I present go up to always opening a lamp to , learning each fragmentary knowledge absorbedly. Before before long, the grandma tells me, that piece of shabby ping-pong desk in home town has been taken away, the picture that those laborious make with one's shoulder to collar also disappeared, because those two banana are cultivated,also be chopped subsequently. The instant, my feeling myriad, for a long time calms hard, seem what to nod less in the heart.
岁月蹉跎，时光荏苒。随着年级的上升，学业压力越来越大，我已经好久没有回家乡了。现在的我一到晩上总是开着一盏灯，全神贯注地学着一个个零碎的知识。前不久，奶奶告诉我，家乡里的那张破旧的乒乓球桌已经搬走，那些辛勤劳作的景象也消失了，因为那两棵香蕉树也随之砍去了。瞬间，我思绪万千，久久难以平静，心里好像少了点什么。
Parting hind nostalgic it is a tree that does not have annual ring, often never go.
离别后乡愁是一棵没有年轮的树，永不老去。
True, one up-to-date, I also did not eat that goluptious banana again, also be absent spend that good night. But, the sort of memory forever bake in a pan was in on my heart...
真的，一直到现在，我再也没有吃到那可口的香蕉，也不在度过那美好的夜晚了。但是，那种记忆永远的烙在了我心上……(文/陈镥新)