夕阳普照的河畔边，栀子花早已怒放。像一缕缕破碎的素帛。斑斑驳驳印满汾河。远去的雁阵是一行平白直露的日子。秋香来临。飘零一地的往事乘着秋风，与金黄的叶子一同起舞，飘飘撒撒，飘进了我的心中。栀子花的缕缕幽香箱在空气中酝酿。带着回忆的气息。一点一点传送着。在异常寒冷到可比肩冬天的秋天。将那个背影，推到我的眼前。给我带来了无限的温暖。
By the Bank of the river where the sun sets, gardenias are already in full bloom. Like broken silk. The Fenhe River is mottled and printed. The wild geese array in the distance is a day of plain white and straight dew. Autumn is coming. Floating in the past, riding the autumn wind, dancing with the golden leaves, floating and scattering, floating into my heart. The continuous fragrance box of gardenia is brewing in the air. With the smell of memories. Bit by bit. In the autumn of unusually cold to comparable winter. Push that back to my eyes. It brings me infinite warmth.
那是一个栀子花香随风弥漫的秋日的傍晚，三年级的我收拾起书包极不情愿的起身离开我最爱的地方学校。回到我最不情愿的地方家。回了家。弟弟的大哭大叫叫，老妈手机里电视剧的大闹声，老爸处理公务，打电话的说话声简直一团糟!闻着栀子花香得我昏昏欲睡，一点儿精神也没有。拖着沉重步伐的我一步一步走向校门。
It was an autumn evening with gardenias fragrance. I picked up my schoolbag and left my favorite place, school, reluctantly. Back to my most reluctant place - home. Back home. My brothers crying, my mothers cell phones TV drama, my fathers handling of business, talking on the phone Its a mess! Im drowsy with the fragrance of gardenias. I have no spirit at all. Dragging a heavy step, I walked to the school gate step by step.
出门，忽觉有人在叫我。我一抬头，却谁也没有看到。过了一会，我才在人群中看到了那个显得疲惫不堪的父亲，提着公文包，白发与青丝交杂在一起。让三十多快到四十的父亲显得无比苍老。但是他却微笑着。我被吓了一跳，太阳从西边出来了吗?老爸居然来学校接我了?我问老爸：今天单位不忙吗?咋来接我了。老爸只说了一句：不忙，走。便把我抱了起来。我呆住了，好久没让老爸抱了，他抱起我的那一瞬间，我还有点儿反应不过来。但是我下意识的把头垫到了父亲的肩头。忽觉得父亲无比高大。宽阔的胸膛带给我无限温暖。走路非常平稳，一步一步不快不慢，踏踏实实。和着栀子花香，我迷迷糊糊睡着了。这一幕恰好被班主任照了下来，发到了老爸手机上。
When I went out, I suddenly felt someone calling me. I looked up, but no one saw me. After a while, I saw the tired father in the crowd, carrying a briefcase, white hair mixed with green silk. Let more than 30 fast to 40s father appear incomparably old. But he smiled. I was startled. Did the sun come out from the west? Did dad come to pick me up at school? I asked Dad, isnt the unit busy today? How can I pick me up... Dad just said, no, lets go. He picked me up. I stayed. I havent been hugged by my father for a long time. The moment he picked me up, I still cant respond. But I unconsciously put my head on my fathers shoulder. Suddenly I felt that my father was very tall. Broad chest brings me infinite warmth. Walking is very stable, step by step not fast, not slow, steadfast. With the fragrance of gardenia, I fell asleep. This scene happened to be photographed by the head teacher and sent to Dads mobile phone.
在太原熙熙攘攘的人群中，一个高大的身躯和一个娇小的身影额外突出。一个已是满头白发，一个则是满头黑发。右手提着公文包，左肩背着小小的书包，显得十分不衬。看似小小的书包，却是整个家的担子，压在他的肩头，有时让他喘不过气。那个满头白发的人尽全力保护着那个黑发小孩，让他茁壮成长
In the bustling crowd of Taiyuan, a tall body and a petite figure stand out. One is full of white hair, the other is full of black hair. With a briefcase in his right hand and a small schoolbag on his left shoulder, it looks very unlined. It seems like a small schoolbag, but its the burden of the whole family. Its on his shoulder and sometimes he cant breathe. The man with white hair did his best to protect the black haired child and let him grow up
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