“ I am a small small birdie, want to fly, how to also fly however not tall ……” hey, birdie can fly, but I am tired still in the ” of “ iron a large box or chest of this cold and cheerless. In the day that is holiday or study without giving thought to, I can look at everything outside the window with desirous eyes only.
“我是一只小小小小鸟，想要飞呀，却怎么也飞不高……”哎，小鸟能飞起来，可我还是困在这冷清的“铁笼子”里。不管是假日还是学习的日子里，我只能用渴望的眼神望着窗外的一切。
Early morning, on the is illuminated in me desk of sun warm complacently, and I? Love to sleep at ordinary times I of lie-in climb automatically, to strive for rest time I want in advance two hours to write line of business. At this moment, I am keeping operation downheartedly, there are exercises of a lot of take lessons after school and home work on the side. Read this pile of book, who calls …… of my one's heart still fluttering with fear my exercise so much, mix early otherwise pa Mom ask for instructions leaves ” of “ iron a large box or chest!
清晨，太阳暖洋洋的照在我的书桌上，而我呢？平时爱睡懒觉的我自动爬起来，为了争取休息的时间我要提早两小时来写作业。这时，我正无精打采地写着作业，旁边放着许多补习作业和家庭作业。看看这一摞书，我心有余悸……谁叫我作业这么多，不然早就和爸妈请示离开“铁笼子”了！
I am unwilling looked toward the ordinary large tree outside the window willingly, see it was set to go up by golden sunshine only a Phnom Penh, sparkle at the moment in me shine. I feel that ordinary large tree is how free immediately, although it is not active, but it can breathe fresh air outside ” of “ iron a large box or chest, enjoy the cool for others, can accompany a composition again / companion children amuse oneself …… if I am a large tree, hold the post of his wind to blow rain to hit, the intense heat of summer is freezing, always pass freedom is comfortably than be in ” of “ iron a large box or chest!
我不甘情愿地往窗外不起眼的大树看了一眼，只见它被金灿灿的阳光镶上了一层金边，在我眼前闪闪发亮。我顿时觉得那不起眼的大树是多么自由，虽然它不能动，但是它能在“铁笼子”外呼吸着新鲜的空气，为别人乘凉，又能陪作文/伴孩子们玩耍……我如果是一棵大树，任他风吹雨打、酷暑严寒，总比在“铁笼子”里过得自由舒服啊！
I think, but visitting this pile of operation again, a moment ago dream broken up. At this moment, several sundry kite rise again outside the window, the street uploads come the joyous sound of children laughs language. I am really special now envy these children, can be in every holiday on the ave before my home amuse oneself is worn. Contrast with them, I feel I am how alone, only exercise is accompanying me. Recalling last session is very few exercise every time, finish exercise can go out to play. Look again today, exercise accumulation is like hill, and I also pressure hill big ……
我想了想，但是又望着这摞作业，刚才的梦又支离破碎了。这时，窗外又升起好几只各式各样的风筝，街上传来孩子们的欢声笑语。我现在真是特别羡慕这些孩子，在每个假期里都能在我家前的大街上玩耍着。和他们一对比，我感到自己是多么孤独，只有作业陪伴着我。想起上个学期每次都是很少的作业，做完作业就可以出去玩。再看看今天，作业堆积如山，而且我也压力山大……
I resemble the kite of that children, and the right that allows me to be able to hover in blue sky is only in my parental hand. I fly like birdie not tall, can look at the blue sky of that stretch to the horizon only, resemble a person with a very limited outlook again, look at that one narrow world. Freedom is me the “ luxury ” in the eye, but who can give me again?
我就像那孩子们的风筝，而让我能在蓝天中翱翔的权利只在我的父母手中。我就像小鸟一样飞不高，只能望着那一望无际的蓝天，又像井底之蛙，看着那一片狭小的世界。自由就是我眼中的“奢侈品”，但谁又能给予我呢？