My home town is an a wide place in the road, I was used to the winter here, won't north wind is brisk, do not have goose feather heavy snow more. Calculating always is overcast and rainy unbroken, have some of taste early spring always also.
我的家乡是一个小城镇，我习惯了这里的冬天，不会北风凛冽，更没有鹅毛大雪。就算总是阴雨绵绵，也总有些初春的味道。
Saturday afternoon, weather eyeball is good, had stepped on a meadow, small grass is in plantar Zhi Zhi screak, resembled besmearing an oil, bright bright. This where resembles a winter, it is on the sly is learning autumnal about to dress up certainly oneself, you look, this completely aureate maple leaf is not the gauze kerchief that it wears to oneself? Winter is to forget to inform a garden of the flower in certainly, spend otherwise people the skirt that how still wearing summer, red, of pink, enthusiastic, the …… of in bud.
周六的下午，天气睛好，踩过草地，小草在脚底吱吱嘎嘎作响，像涂了一层油，鲜亮亮的。这哪像个冬天，它一定是偷偷地学着秋天的模样打扮自己，你看，这满地金色的枫叶不正是它给自己戴上的纱巾？冬天一定是忘了通知花园里的花儿，不然花儿们怎么还是穿着夏天的裙子，红的、粉的，热烈的、含苞的……。
Be on arch bridge, my scan widely looks, the hill of far as before grey is emerald green, without the about of depression of a bit midwinter. 3 annulus hill has small town softly in the bosom, faint to write a composition below sunshine / be about to sleep. The brook water below the bridge is compared a few more shallow at ordinary times, flow a bit more adagio also, are you to be afraid of cold? How be met, if the small Yu Reyin in water is moving back and forth now, sunshine passes through the space of the leaf, asperse on surface issued gold bit a little bit piece. Duckweed as before emerald green, as current slowly shake, they also are in the warm this world of wintry day small resting move.
走上拱桥，我放眼望去，远处的山依旧苍苍翠翠，没有一点隆冬萧条的模样。三面的环山把小镇温柔地拥在怀里，在阳光下昏昏作文/欲睡。桥下的溪水比平时浅了一些，流得也缓慢了一点，你是怕冷吗？怎么会呢，水中的小鱼若隐若现地穿梭着，阳光透过树叶的空隙，在水面上洒下了点点金片。浮萍依旧翠绿，随着水流缓缓摇晃，它们也在冬日的暖阳中小憩着。
Went big round one, I appear unexpectedly rear filar silk sweat comes, rest on the couch that sits in the park rest. Wind is blown, branch however not rock, crural edge has covey ant to had queued up, you are by promiscuous seasonal, still preparing the food of hibernate? The children on the meadow took off thick cotton-padded clothes, running … is laughing at … to be in their heart, small town does not have a winter.
走了一大圈，我背后竟冒出丝丝汗来，坐在公园的长椅上歇歇吧。有风吹来，树枝却并不晃动，脚边有一队蚂蚁排队走过，你们是不是被混淆了季节，还在准备过冬的食物？草地上的孩子们脱掉了厚厚的棉衣，跑着…笑着…在他们心里，小镇是没有冬天的。
This is the winter of home town, playing autumnal hand, follow vernal step, so imperceptible ground arrived ……
这就是家乡的冬天，拉着秋天手，跟着春天的脚步，就这样不知不觉地到了……