This days of 6 is me birthday at the beginning of the first month of the lunar year, one old early in the morning goes to father go to market, bought the food of one pile, come back to go for to drive the person of the lock for me immediately again, because 12 years old of birthday are very significant, representing me to want to become big child, father calls everywhere ask, ask should be locked up by who, next father is riding motorcycle, one time wade running.
正月初六这天是我的生日，爸爸一大清早就去赶集，买了一大堆的食物，回来又马上去请为我开锁的人，因为12岁生日很重要，代表着我要成为大孩子了，爸爸四处打电话打听，问应该由谁来开锁，然后爸爸骑着摩托车，一趟趟的跑着。
After coming back, father a person works in narrow kitchen, I also woke at this moment, one turns over climbed, the water in the morning has not heated, cold biting, when father is washing dish, icy current joins his hand, the hand that extends originally, become aglow at a draught. I want to help, but father does not let me work however, leave him himself to busy in mixed and disorderly kitchen only.
回来后，爸爸一个人在狭小的厨房里干活，我这时也醒了，一个翻身爬了起来，早上的水还没有加热，冷的刺骨，爸爸在洗菜时，冰凉的水流入他的手，原本舒展的手，一下子变得通红。我想进去帮忙，可爸爸却不让我干活，只留下他自己在杂乱的厨房里忙碌。
This day, his person should do 3 old tables to write a composition / meal, but he is not anxious, doing sleekly, did not leave a kitchen all the time, did not have a thing, did not drink one saliva ……
这一天，他一个人要做三大桌子作文/的饭，但他并不着急，井然有序地做着，一直没有离开厨房，没有吃东西，没有喝一口水……
Arrive quickly when midday, kin came in succession, father carries the meal that has done to the table, 3 tables take those who get full to the brim, father still is wearing big apron, he was not entered, just let everybody gladly had eaten, sit on sofa next, take out a smoke, smoked rise.
快到中午时，亲戚陆续地来了，爸爸把做好的饭菜端到桌子上，三个桌子坐得满满当当的，爸爸还穿着大围裙，他没有入座，只是高兴地让大家吃好，然后坐在沙发上，拿出一根烟，抽了起来。
Had eaten a meal, kin talked into house, father begins the dish on to clear the table again, I and he closes together, will dish pile rise, carried a kitchen again, I outside, hear faucet only clang clang flowing, dish is colliding ringing noise, clang in the ear that running water clang swarms into me ceaselessly.
吃过饭，亲戚都进屋说话了，爸爸又开始收拾桌子上的盘子，我和他一起收，将盘摞起来，又端进了厨房，我在外面，只听见水龙头哗哗的流着，盘子碰撞着清脆的响声、哗哗的流水声不断涌入我的耳中。
In the kitchen of birthday, full of father loves to mine!
生日的厨房里，饱含着爸爸对我的爱！