童年，是一幅迷人的画，勾勒出我多少动人，有趣的故事；童年是一首婉转悠扬的曲子，唱出了我多少纯洁，美好的幻想；童年是一束绚丽的茉莉，儿时的欢笑像茉莉花发出醉人的芳香，朵朵洁 白的花瓣就仿佛是一件件回忆。
Childhood is a charming painting, outlining how many moving and interesting stories I have; childhood is a melodious melody, singing how many pure and beautiful fantasies I have; childhood is a bunch of gorgeous jasmine, the laughter of childhood is like the intoxicating fragrance of jasmine, and the pure white petals are like memories.
记得小时候，我和妈妈住在外婆家。春天到了，田野一片绿色的海洋，风吹来，犹如海上的波涛，时起时伏，那景色可真令人怀念啊！我和妈妈拿着风筝，去田野里边。刚开始放风筝，风婆婆 就狂风大作，我非要自己放，我的风筝，放着，放着，就飞到了电线上，我和妈妈费了九牛二虎之力，把风筝取了下来。我可是个不服输的人，我又重新开始放，心想着："只要不离电线近， 还 能出什 么差错。"正想着，一阵风吹来，风筝线断了，我坐在地上大哭起来。
I remember when I was a child, my mother and I lived in grandma's house. When spring comes, the fields are a green ocean. The wind blows like the waves on the sea. The scenery is really memorable! My mother and I went to the fields with kites. At the beginning of flying kites, mother-in-law of the wind made a great wind. I had to fly my own kites. My kite, flying and flying, flew to the wire. My mother and I spent nine cows and two tigers to take the kite down. I'm a man who can't accept the loss. I started to put it again, thinking to myself, "as long as I'm not close to the power line, what else can go wrong?" Just thinking, a gust of wind blew, kite line broke, I sat on the ground crying.
童年的事情可真有趣啊！
How interesting things are in childhood!
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