The lamp, giving off light, giving out heat, wen Shennuan heart. -- preface
灯，在发光，在发热，温身暖心。——题记
Beacon points to the one's way home of pilotage boat, the lamp of door mouth is pulling me the attaching to the home.
灯塔指引航船的归途，家门口的灯牵着我对家的依恋。
Vermeil, the appearance of the Spring Festival, in the day of decorate with lanterns and streamers, meet person light up with pleasure, path sound New Year is good, be all Chinese is yearning. In the Spring Festival, I and elder sister always love to wearing a new clothes, pay a New Year call to neighborhood villager, close friends. Year had done obeisance to, the sky also packed up 10 thousand lis of Gong Xia, field pass on gives bright and clear moon.
朱红色，春节的外衣，在张灯结彩的日子里，逢人喜笑颜开，道声新年好，是所有中国人的向往。春节里，我与姐姐总是爱穿着一袭新装，给邻里乡亲、亲朋好友拜年。一场年拜过，天空也收起了万里红霞，把场地转交给皎洁的月亮。
The month that Yao registers in the sky not as good as door mouth everywhere the lantern of decorate with lanterns and streamers is dazzling. Ran a day, although be beaming, energetic, tired also after all, it is rapid move comes home rest rested. Two red lanterns of the doorway, golden line goes " blessing " word, the frame of silver-colored silk draw, red gauze basket cover, also do not block light go situation. Chi Guangru is the same as a horse of intense of red hair on the neck of a pig, bump on the ground, stepped the black look with dark night, catchs so that all be the Spring Festival everywhere happy event is angry.
遥挂在天空的月不及家门口处处张灯结彩的灯笼耀眼。奔走了一天，虽是喜气洋洋，精力充沛，毕竟也累，便是急着回家歇歇了。门口的两盏红灯笼，金线走的“福”字，银丝描的边框，红纱笼的罩子，也挡不住光的走势。赤光如同匹匹红鬃烈马，撞在地上，踏开了黑夜深沉的皂色，染得处处皆为春节的喜气。
The lantern in that bare color is how-to below, I stepped into the doorsill that come home, carouse, eat and drink, laughingstock, debus the exhaustion of a suit.
在那盏赤色的灯笼指引下，我踏进了回家的门槛，畅饮、吃喝、笑谈，又卸下了一身的疲惫。
The Spring Festival passes to long for Xia Yue, in summer sorching, do not have a few to stay in the home every day. Best is be the same as with relatives and friends lively, enjoy the cool in all. So, it is again good to go enjoying the cool towards evening by the side of the river nevertheless, listening to the Chan of running water Chan of clear brook river, hearing blast a fresh air that cool breeze brings from the river, remained only satisfied with carefree. Of heat of better pass the time in a leisurely way, have? Some, go up from the street redemptive the watermelon with a big sweet smell, better.
春节过罢盼夏月，夏日炎炎中，没几个天天呆在家的。最好的是与亲友同热闹，共乘凉。那么，傍晚去河边乘凉再好不过，听着清溪河的流水潺潺，闻着阵阵清风从河上带来的新鲜空气，只剩下了惬意与悠闲。更好消暑的，有么？有的，从街上买回个大味甜的西瓜，更好。
On the district that carrying melon to turn back, be like on the pit of the stomach already tasted sweet taste, heal urgent. Did not listen to the Gao Ge of cicada, the foot already entered door mouth, see be aspersed like lamplight silver-colored water fall on the ground, be like is to break everywhere silver-colored.
提着瓜往回走的路上，心口上似已尝了甜味，愈走愈急。未听完知了的高歌，脚已步入家门口，看见灯光银水似的洒落在地上，似是遍地碎银。
A few relatives and friends get together one desk, 10 bearer have say those who laugh to have eat a meal, from watermelon of the fish out in cistern, like the news that ringing a few knives cut melon sound to be just as bowstring to go up wonderful. The desk on end, everybody is eating melon, talking about a heart, see that light, in sky graceful dance and below, be like cheated with night sky ashen colorful color. Lamplight has dance lightly in night, jump in that alone on body of horny celestial being, back armour sparkles; Jump on loquat tree, cloth with soft nap of branches and leaves; Fly on the person's face, be all smiles. The hill of far is too distant, borrowing moon to see only " far Shan Rumo is caught, close Shan Jiecang is emerald green " wash.
几个亲友聚成一桌，十来人有说有笑的吃罢饭，从水池里捞出西瓜，清脆的几刀砍瓜声犹如弦上之音般美妙。端上桌，大家吃着瓜，谈着心，看那灯光，在空中曼舞而下，似与夜空蒙上了一层灰白又多彩的颜色。灯光在夜中翩翩起舞，跃在那独角仙身上，背甲闪闪；跳在枇杷树上，枝叶绒绒；飞上人的面庞，笑容满面。远处的山太遥远，只借着月光看见了“远山如墨染，近山皆苍翠”的水墨画。
Drawing near the Wen Liang of the dusk, spend, had gone one year another year, stop those who be by the side of memory finally, it is that lamp, below the lamp, continue new way.
傍着傍晚的温凉，度过一天又一天，走过一年又一年，最终停在记忆边的，是那盏灯，在灯下，继续走新的路。
That lamp, it is the lingering of I and home, it is my attaching to the home, it is the home clarifies for me the small talk of one's way home, it is tired when small resting fine bay.
那盏灯，是我与家的缠绵，是我对家的依恋，是家为我阐明归途的轻言，是疲乏时小憩的良湾。