Days if quicksand kind grind the edges and corners that made the same score us, appeased that heart that looks at distance, suddenly turn one's head, original spring is beside me.
时光如流沙般磨平了我们的棱角，平息了那颗眺望远方的心，蓦然回首，原来春天就在我身边。
Unbridled ground is blowing late wind, derisive like from had blown before me. Ought cool wind stroke arrives on my face so burning however that ache. This warms suddenly still spring seasonal, I however a bit did not feel a warm desire, endless night is all round. Dazzling lamplight is surrounding me, late night, and I still am in book of disease of act vigorously pen. The lamp illumination of dazzling gets me double look hair is acerbity, I must stop, rub the eye that rubs my exhaustion. Just picked next glasses, blow on the face of a lunt and come, wet my eye eye. Look up when looking, see the mother is carrying a cup of reeky plain boiled water only, smiling to see me, say: " tired rest a little while, fasten tired him move. " " hum, I am written go sleeping. You sleep first, mom. " " have nothing to do, mom is not tired, mom for company you. " had not waited for my reaction to come over, mother already face about goes to sofa, conveniently takes a magazine on the desk to must browse with pleasure. In my heart however " click " , because I know, maternal junior high school did not graduate, must read how possibly with pleasure so?
晚风肆无忌惮地吹着，嘲笑般的从我面前吹过。本该凉爽的风拂到我的脸上却火辣辣得疼。这乍暖还春的季节，我却丝毫没有感受到一袭暖意，周围是无尽的黑夜。耀眼的灯光包围着我，深夜了，而我还在奋笔疾书。刺眼的灯光照得我双眼发涩，我不得不停下来，揉揉我疲惫的眼睛。刚摘下眼镜，一股水汽扑面而来，湿润了我的眼眸。抬头看时，只见母亲正端着一杯热气腾腾的白开水，微笑着看我，说：“累了就歇一会，别累着自己。”“嗯，我写完就去睡。你先睡吧，妈。”“没事儿，妈不困，妈陪着你。”还没等我反应过来，母亲已转身向沙发走去，随手拿起桌上的一本杂志津津有味得翻阅起来。我的心里却“咯噔”一下，因为我知道，母亲初中都未毕业，怎么可能如此津津有味得读书呢？
Very hot cup is sent in feeling a hand, my heart also is surrounded by continuously warm meaning, original, spring is beside me.
摸着手中发烫的杯子，我的心也被缕缕暖意包围，原来，春天就在我身边。
Pressing with a finger is pointed to at 11 o'clock, night is sent staticly more, wanton brandish is aspersing the bright moon of that round of round circle his brightness. A cool breeze is blown, leaf the rustle that is blown makes sound, be without me what guard against to be able to 'ted help hitting a shiver. But under, I am obliged to rise look for a dress to drape. Abrupt, a pair of old hands -- a pair of clinking warmth and clement old hand draped a dress for me. This pair of hands, once resisted for me in rustling winter wind cold, ever also kept out wind and rain for me in the summer with plangent thunder, this pair of hands, did not know to give birth to how many chrysalis for me, also did not know to give birth to how many chilblain for me. This pair of hands, times companion I had taken how many Chun Xiaqiu winter, snow of rain of hardships of a journey or of one's life. This pair of hands, be maternal hand! Below the shelter of this pair of hands, I will surely break through brambles and thorns-hack one's way through difficulties, precipitant.
指针指向十一点，夜愈发得静了，那轮圆圆的明月肆意挥洒着他的光辉。一阵清风吹来，树叶儿被吹的沙沙作响，毫无防备的我不禁打了个寒战。无奈之下，我只得起身找件衣服来披上。突然，一双大手——一双无比温暖而又宽厚的大手为我披上了一件衣服。这双手，曾经在瑟瑟冬风中为我抵御寒冷，也曾在雷声轰鸣的夏日为我遮风挡雨，这双手，不知为我生了多少茧，也不知为我生了多少冻疮。这双手，倍伴我走过了多少春夏秋冬，风霜雨雪。这双手，正是母亲的手！在这双手的庇护下，我定能披荆斩棘，勇往直前。
A coat in the late night, a pair of hands, resist for me cold wind, more make me clear, original spring is beside me.
深夜里的一件外套，一双手，为我抵御寒风，更让我明白，原来春天就在我身边。
"Mother hand central line, jacket of body of boy far away from home " , mother love is a bundle of sunshine, be impulse we bring reason; Mother love is one lake spring water, bring to puerile heart moist.
“慈母手中线，游子身上衣”，母爱是一束阳光，为冲动的我们带来理智；母爱是一湖春水，给稚嫩的心灵带来滋润。
Carry negative mother to love the travel before my general is satisfied greatly to mine, because, spring is beside me!
载负着母亲对我的深爱我将惬意前行，因为，春天就在我身边！