Time elapses quickly, if Bai Ju is too unoccupied place, on the street driveway in city, the onrush of person car, do not have momently stop the ground to emerge moving. The neon lamp of alley bottom, twinkling without ground of the coma in starlit night sky. Experience this busy rhythm, the heart is much a bit mediumer reticent affection, an a bit what to tick off in memory again.
光阴荏苒，如白驹过隙，都市里的街道马路上，人车的洪流，一刻无停地涌动着。巷底的霓虹灯，在没有星光的夜空里麻木地闪烁着。感受这繁忙的节奏，心中多了一点无言的情感，又在记忆中勾起一点什么。
Walk along the environs in development, besides some further green, the gray curtain of the billow smother of the factory and reinforced concrete sees the color that is less than nature. Once here, it is a lake, if the poem is picturesque,the current of Chan Chan appears. At that time still is a very little village, all take root is in a few other peoples by this lakelet. Derivative aqueduct, became the network that covers cultivated land.出自 wwW.zuoWEnBA.nEt
走到开发中的市郊，除了远些的绿色，工厂的滚滚浓烟与钢筋水泥的灰色幕布看不到自然的色彩。曾经的这里，是一个湖，潺潺的水流显得如诗如画。当时还是一个非常小的村，几户人家全部扎根在这小湖旁。引出的水渠，成了覆盖农田的网。
The village is located beside the foot of a hill, the old city that before is on the side. The grandfather says, endure nearly from Gu Cheng, went into town to also go to the lavatory a lot of.
村子坐落在山脚旁，旁边便是那座原来的老城。爷爷说，离古城挨得近，进城也方便了许多。
Harmony and halcyon the label that is that village, halcyon dip is in the days a bit of village day after day. Always have the chicken that puts in a suitable place to breed in the Zhu Lin on the hillside, always have arduous farming made person. It seems that the lotus that that lakelet sways is in wind forever changeless.
和谐与宁静是那个村子的标签，宁静浸在村子日复一日的时光点滴里。总有山坡上竹林里放养的鸡，总有辛勤农作的人。似乎那个小湖摇曳的荷花在风中永远不变。
Rise eventide west hill from Gong Ridong, flyer homes in dusk light, vernal Xia Feng swings layer upon layer billows on lake face, reflection gives 10 thousand golden light. On top of cogongrass tile-roofed house, in firewood of smoke from kitchen chimneys, of jackknife illusive, as if diurnal days should be in again in replay. Warm wind, blow the faint scent that paddy spends; The fowl of peck runs quickly from hill, play the child that do child each answer each; Pulled plowed ox one day, breathe out in dozen of gently move in canopy the village with halcyon …… , lively weak come down.
从红日东升到日暮西山，飞鸟在暮光里归巢，和煦的夏风在湖面上荡出层层波澜，折射出万道金光。在茅草瓦房顶上，在炊烟柴火里，重叠的幻影，仿佛白天的时光又要在之中重放。温暖的风，吹开稻花的清香；啄食的家禽从山上奔下，玩闹的孩童各回各家；拖了一天犁的牛，在棚里轻轻地打着呼……宁静的村庄，活泼淡了下来。
At night, cicada sound, I of the lakelet that sways only and devoid drowsiness am awake. The lakelet below moon, as if to give a the Milky Way in night sky reflection. Halcyon meaning charm, had waved flying move surmounted stars. Have right now rumour cicada reputation only, the cry of flocks and herds, the hamlet halcyon sing a song only beautiful ……
夜里，蝉声一片，只有摇曳的小湖与全无睡意的我醒着。月光下的小湖，仿佛在夜空折射出一道星河。宁静的意韵，已经飘飞着超越了星辰。只有此时的风声蝉声，牛羊的呼声，把小村的宁静唱成一首歌的唯美……
Those shadow die in recall, those field, the house is small canal as if uproot, the high-rise on the lake that just is filled to go up, resemble a gigantic tree, what greedy draw water did original hamlet is halcyon with days, be attributed to again blatant in. Also do not have the lotus that blooms with the wind again, also do not have that harmonious village again, what also also do not have that lakelet again is halcyon with memory.
追忆里的那些影子消逝了，那些田野，房屋小渠仿佛连根拔起，而已被填上的湖上的高楼，像一颗巨树，贪婪着汲干了原来小村的宁静与时光，重归于喧嚣之中。再也没有迎风盛开的荷花，再也没有那个和谐的村庄，也再也没有那个小湖的宁静与记忆了。
Actually, also do not have again, still have the pure time that is gone forever then.
其实，再也没有的，还有那一去不复返的纯真年华。
I raise a head, want to seek the sign past in this land again, blew the sand blown by wind that come to paper my eye however head on. I am bearing my tear by force, tell myself sturdily: “ goes ahead, remember turning round! ”
我抬起头，想要再在这片土地探寻一丝过去的影子，迎面刮来的风沙却糊了我的眼。我强忍着我的眼泪，坚定地告诉我自己：“向前走，记得回头！”(文/周小羽)