童真记忆2008
冬日里的北风呼呼的吹，吹到人的脸上像是利刀割在人脸上一样疼。清晨，我朝学校狂奔而去，那时候天很冷，冷风从漏洞跑进我的衣服，我打了一个冷颤，好冷啊，是我现在唯一的感觉，拉了拉衣服，只想有个热水袋在我手中取暖，黄昏的灯在黑暗中照着，我不禁加快脚步，现在的我只有一个念头，那就是去学校。走到花园附近，终于看到了“救星”一位阿姨在路那边卖豆浆，我赶忙跑过去，“一杯豆浆”，阿姨帮我把豆浆装到塑料袋里，可我却着急了，口袋里翻遍了，可却没找到一分钱，我一时不知该怎么办了，卖豆浆的阿姨看我着急的样子便问“怎么了？”我把豆浆又递还给阿姨，“我没拿钱。”，阿姨看了看我，把豆浆塞到我的手里“拿着吧，明天把钱还给我就成了。”我惊讶的看着阿姨，我只是一个陌生人，她为什么这么相信我？她只是对我温和一笑，我心里暖暖的，朝学校走去，风依然在吹，但我却不再那么冷了。第二天，我去找阿姨还钱，阿姨却没在那里，我十分着急，手里握着一元钱，到处找，可时间不允许，只好先去学校了。一连好几天都没看到阿姨的身影，那一元钱一直轻轻的躺在我的口袋里。终于，在一个星期日的早上，我找到了卖豆浆的阿姨，我把钱还给她，但她却疑惑的看着我，我把那天的事情告诉她，她对这我说了一句“你这守信用。”。如果不是她信任我，我怎能成为她口中守信用的人呢？卖豆浆的阿姨是我心中最美的人。
武装的蔷薇1
To someone who is beautiful... all over （致我心中最美的那个她or他）It is absolutely wonderful to have someone in your life who is caring and giving and gracious — some whose smiles are live sunshine and laughter and whose words always seem to say the things you most like to hear... because those magical people are really beautiful... inside. And it is a special privilege to know someone whose outward appearance is a delight just to see — someone who lights up a room with radiance and who lights up my little corner of the world with a loveliness it has never known before... because special people like that are really beautiful... outside. But most of all, it is one of the world's most special blessings to have a person in your life who can add so much pleasure and such magnificence to the days — as you have to mine... because you're someone who is beautiful... all over. 【公益慈善翻译团】真诚为你解答
TATA木门韩林
My mind the most beautiful peopleThey selflessly serve the people, whether it is wind or rain will sweep the streets on time, pay sweat for this city. Duration of work in the morning from 4:00 to 10:00, they are hard working, one would like to clean up the city, they are known as the "city beautician" - cleaners.Their meager wages, only a thousand pieces, can only maintain basic daily living expenses, but they are like an old ox same regrets contribution to the city to a force of their own.I remember one time, it was a lunch in the winter, I went to school, I walked humming a tune. North wind whistling blowing, rustling ground with snow. Raging wind blowing, everything seemed to give frozen. The trees, on the roof, on the lawn covered with a layer of white blankets, the whole world has become a world of snow, with snowflakes, snow and other words to describe the situation at this time is the most appropriate. I suddenly found a cleaner, he was wearing orange overalls, is a grandfather nearly sixty years. His wrinkled face, the body covered with a thin layer of clothes snow. He saw me they stopped the hands of the family, for my kind of smiled, wiped the snow beard on, and continue to stem from his job. He used heavy broom to sweep the snow together, and then with a spade shovel snow into the sewer. I saw his face sprinkled huge sweat, and he wiped his sleeve, but also to the next place of snow. Looking at his receding back, this time I feel extremely mind takes.Ah! They are one of a social worker at the bottom, we do not care, but they are paying too much for our beautiful city, because of them that we can live in a clean and beautiful city, we should thank them, admire them, they is the most beautiful person in my heart.
