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那一次，我流泪了，哭得好伤心好伤心呀，也许是因为羞愧，也许是因为我好哭。但是，在我记忆的海洋中，它像只白色的小帆船，在我的脑海里漂泊着、漂泊着……

At that time, I cried, crying so sad, sad, maybe because of shame, maybe because I cried.However, in the ocean of my memory, it is like a small white sailing boat, wandering and wandering in my mind ...

每到星期天，我都要去王奶奶家学习。这一天，我早早来到了王奶奶家，独自一个人坐在“教室”里学习。忽然，我好像听见什么地方有“滴答，滴答”的流水声，我放下手中的书，顺着流水声找去，原来是卫生间里的淋浴头在向外滴水。我赶快走过去，想把阀门拧紧，但可能是年久失修的原因，阀门怎么拧也拧不动，于是我使出吃奶的劲儿，只听“砰”的一声，阀门被我拧下来了。一股强有力的水柱从里喷出来，把我浇成了一只落汤鸡。看着哗哗的流水，我傻眼了，心想：这下可闯了大祸，怎么办呀？我急忙从地上捡起阀门，想把它重新按上，可是阀门坏了，拧不上。我又抓抹布去堵，但水太猛太急怎么堵也堵不住。不一会儿，卫生间里积满了水，渐渐漫过了门坎，向走廊流去……

Every Sunday, I go to Grandma Wang's house to study.On this day, I came to Grandma Wang's house early and sat alone in the "classroom" alone.Suddenly, I seemed to hear where there was a flowing water of "Drop, Drop", and I put down the book in my hand and found it along the sound of flowing water. It turned out that the shower head in the bathroom dripped water outward.I quickly walked over and wanted to tighten the valve, but it may be the reason for the years of disrepair. How can the valve be twisted, so I used the energy of breastfeeding and only listened to the "bang".It's right.A powerful water column sprayed out of the inside and poured me into a soup chicken.Looking at the flowing water, I was dumbfounded, thinking: What should I do if I have made a big disaster now?I hurriedly picked the valve from the ground and wanted to press it again, but the valve was broken and could not be twisted.I grabbed the rag to block, but the water was too fierce and too anxious to block it.After a while, the bathroom was full of water, and gradually passed through the threshold and flowed towards the corridor ...

大人们闻讯纷纷赶来。王奶奶站在水里，满眼愤怒地说：“玩什么不好，偏玩什么水龙头！”

Adults came here to hear the news.Grandma Wang stood in the water and said angrily, "What is not good to play, what a faucet to play!"

隔壁的阿姨撇着嘴说：“现在女孩比男孩还淘气！”

The aunt next door said, "Now girls are more naughty than boys!"

妈妈气红了脸，大声训斥我说：“尽惹祸！”只有邻居的一位叔叔，一声不响地削了根木塞，替我把水管堵住了。

My mother blushed and reprimanded me loudly, "Do everything!" Only a neighbor's uncle cut the root wood stufflessly and blocked the water pipe for me.

听了大人们的责备，我心里委屈极了，本来想做一件好事，结果却变成了坏事。我就是有一千张嘴，也说不清了。我伤心地哭了。

After listening to the blame of the adults, I was very aggrieved. I wanted to do a good thing, but the result became a bad thing.I just have a thousand mouths, and I can't tell.I cried sadly.

每一次流泪都有一段难忘的经历，或喜悦，或悲伤，或懊悔，都会在情感的深处留下深深的印迹。泪水是成长的记录，每一颗晶莹的泪珠都折射着我走过的历程。

Every tears have an unforgettable experience, either joy, or sadness, or regret, and will leave deep imprints in the depths of emotions.Tears are a record of growth, and every crystal tears reflect the course I have gone through.

那天，我早早就来到教室，坐在座位上收拾书包，把书包翻来覆去，就是找不到语文书。这时，老天爷好像跟我开玩笑似的，下起了倾盆大雨。我呆坐在座位上一边忧愁地望着窗外的雨，一边想着老师批评我的一幕幕，心里忐忑不安。

That day, I came to the classroom early, sitting in a seat to pack the schoolbag, and turned the schoolbags over and over. I couldn't find a language document.At this time, God seemed to be joking with me, and he poured a heavy rain.I sat on the seat and looked at the rain outside the window sadly, thinking about the teacher criticizing me, and my heart was uneasy.

突然，我的脑子里浮现出一个念头：打电话叫妈妈送来。打完电话，想到妈妈顶风冒雨赶来的情景，我突然有些后悔，妈妈平时工作已经很辛苦了，还要为我做这些事情，我为什么要将自己因粗心而酿成的过失留给妈妈来弥补呢？

Suddenly, a thought appeared in my mind: called my mother to send it.After making the phone call, thinking of the scene where my mother rushed to the wind and rain, I suddenly regretted that my mother was working hard at work, and I had to do these things for me.Come up?

过了一会儿，教室外面响起了一阵急剧的脚步声，想必是老师来了。我的心里七上八下，焦急地向门外一望，原来是妈妈，她浑身湿透了，头发上还滴着冰冷的雨水。我冲出教室，走到妈妈跟前，喉咙像被什么塞住了，说不出话。只见妈妈微微一笑，把从怀中取出的语文书递到我手中。拿着那丝毫不湿的语文书，顿时一股暖流涌上心头，我似乎看到了妈妈宁愿自己湿透了也不愿让语文书沾湿的情景。我扑到妈妈的怀中，不争气的眼泪一涌而出。妈妈用她那冰冷的双手抚摸着我的头，亲切地说道：“好了，别哭了，下次小心点就可以了，回去上课吧。”然后，离开了教室，望着妈妈远去的身影，我的眼泪又流了出来。

After a while, there was a sharp footsteps outside the classroom, presumably the teacher came.My heart was seven or eight, and she looked at the door anxiously. It turned out to be a mother. She was soaked in her body, and her hair was dripping cold rain.I rushed out of the classroom and walked to my mother. I seemed to be stuffed with my throat, and I couldn't speak.I saw my mother smiled slightly and handed the Chinese books from my arms to me.With the wet language document, a warm current came to my heart. I seemed to see the scene where my mother would rather be soaked and did not want to make the language documents wet.I rushed to my mother's arms, and the tears of unsatisfactory rushing came out.Mom stroked my head with her cold hands, and said kindly: "Okay, don't cry, just be careful next time, go back to class." Then, left the classroom, looking at the mother go away from the distance.In the figure, my tears flowed again.

这次流泪，让我体会到了母爱的无私，妈妈，我要用最优异的成绩来报答您我总喜欢独自一人倾听钟摆冷漠无情、永不休止的滴嗒声。那奔腾着生命的旋律在寂静的屋子里荡漾，孤独也是一种享受，但并不完全因为如此，更重要的是它能盛下很多美好的回忆。

This time the tears made me realize to the selflessness of maternal love. Mom, I want to repay you with the best achievements. I always like to listen to the bells alone and ruthlessly.The melody of Pentium is rippling in the silent room, and loneliness is also a kind of enjoyment, but it is not exactly because of this, and more importantly, it can make many beautiful memories.

小时候喜欢哭，那哗啦啦的眼泪每次都能把父亲的注意力集聚在一起。还喜欢放风筝，而这两个喜好恰是紧密相连的。哭了，父亲先是哄我，然后拿着风筝带我出去放。一个人放风筝没有意思，我认为只有父亲牵着我的小手在辽阔的天空下奔跑才知道幸福是什么滋味。尽管每次都摔倒，但依然笑声不断。

When I was a kid, I liked crying, and the tears of that lala can gather their father's attention every time.I also like to fly a kite, and these two preferences are closely linked.Crying, my father first coaxed me, and then took me out of the kite out.It is not interesting to fly a kite alone. I think that only my father holds my little hand to run under the vast sky to know what the happiness is.Although they fell every time, they continued to laugh.

喜欢那种自由自在的飞翔，也喜欢那种“极具影响力”的大哭。我常想，幼儿的时代是最幸福的。然而，这种幸福持续不了多久，就像风筝，在风的催促下，掉进了云海。——断了线的风筝只会引来又一次的大哭。=

Like the kind of free flying, as well as the "influential" cry.I often think that the era of young children is the happiest.However, this happiness lasted not long, like a kite, with the urging of the wind, it fell into the sea of clouds.——The kite that breaks the line will only lead to another cry again.=

时钟在滴嗒作响，奔腾的旋律快得令人窒息。转眼间，我要上学了，在风筝线断了的日子里。岁月的河流把我冲向彼岸，我看见每个人在这条流里似乎都在寻找些什么，就像我寻找着那只风筝。

The clock was rolling, and Pentium's melody was suffocating.In a blink of an eye, I was going to school, and in the days when the kite line was broken.The rivers of the years rushed me to the other side. I saw everyone seemed to be looking for something in this stream, just like I was looking for the kite.

以后，父亲就再也没有带我去放风筝，因为我长大了。父亲每次都说很忙，小时候是因为怕我哭才带我去的，现在长大了也就没有必要了。

In the future, my father never took me to fly a kite because I grew up.My father said that he was very busy every time, because he was afraid that I was afraid of crying, and now it is not necessary to grow up now.

为什么？难道一定要小孩子才能博得大人的疼吗？一种透明的液体从眼睛里流出来……只会很小声地哭，不会像小时候那样张大嘴巴发出“哇哇”的声音。不想长大，可又能怎么样呢？

Why?Do you have to be a child to get the pain of adults?A transparent liquid flows out of the eyes ... It will only cry very well, and will not make a "wow" sound like a child as a child.What can I do if I don't want to grow up?

于是，我开始回忆小时候放风筝的情景，伴我回忆的还有那不知疲倦向前进发的时钟。

So I started to recall the scene of flying kite when I was a kid, and accompanied me to remember the clock that I did not know tirelessly.

钟摆在滴嗒作响，每一响都标志着生命缩短一秒钟，标志着大自然赋予我们每人生命中的一瞬已经一去不复返了。不想长大，不仅因为不想经历生老病死，还因为我眷恋并希望能永远停留在幼儿的时代……

The pendulum is in the sound, each sound marks one second shortened by life, marking that nature has giving us a moment of life giving us a moment of life.I don't want to grow up, not only because I don't want to experience the old and sick, but also because of my nostalgia and hope to stay in the era of young children ...

不想长大，一种莫名的伤感与悲哀化作泪水在脸上划下一道道泪痕，伴着以其阴郁伤人心神的时钟。

Don't want to grow up, a kind of inexplicable sadness and sorrow turned tears in tears on his face, accompanied by clocks that hurt people's mind with his gloom.

时间再往后推两年。我在图书馆里看到劳拉？理查德写的《寻找时钟》，沉思许久，泪珠滴落在纸上：“时间总是会走的，既然我们无法使它停留于某处，那么就请想方设法用新的、充满活力的东西来充实你的人生吧，这样或许你的回忆会更精彩些。”

Time push back two years.I see Laura in the library?"Looking for the Clock" written by Richard for a long time, the tears dripped on the paper: "Time will always go. Since we can't keep it somewhere, then please try to use new and vibrant things to use new, vibrant things.Come and enrich your life, maybe your memories will be more exciting. "

直到现在，我仍喜欢独自一人倾听钟摆。它虽然冷漠无情，但却能带来某些美好的回忆。偶尔还会流泪，在含有责备意味冷冷作响中 傍晚，静静的，我独自一个人流着泪。

Until now, I still like to listen to the pendulum alone.Although it is indifferent and ruthless, it can bring some beautiful memories.Occasionally crying, in the middle of the evening with the meaning of blame meant to be cold, quiet, I shed tears alone.

记得今天下午第二节是图书课，往日一听图书课就欢天喜地的我，这次变得很害怕。因为在那天电脑课上完以后，我们回到教室。忽然，我愣住了。座位上我的书包，已被在旁边吃饭的男同学碰翻一地。那男生却视而不见，还把脚踩在我从图书馆借来的《雪狼》上。顿时，一阵耻辱感涌上我的心头。当我含羞忍辱地跪在他身边捡图书时，看见了他胜利的微笑。当我硬把书抽出的时候，书，已经破烂地像个乞丐了。泪，悄悄地落了下来。于是，我迟迟没有进图书室，轮到我了，我茫然地伸出手，一本破烂不堪的《雪狼》展现在金老师前面，等待我的是怒吼和责骂吗？我不敢抬头直视金老师的眼睛。一阵怒吼使我不敢开口，我知道，无论你怎么辩解，都是没有用的。想起男孩存心捉弄的那种心满意足的微笑，我有一种打翻了五味瓶的味道。此时我心中没有泪水，只有苦水。

I remember the second quarter of this afternoon is a book lesson. I was happy when I heard the book lessons in the past. This time I became very scared. Because after the computer class was completed that day, we returned to the classroom. Suddenly, I stunned. My schoolbag on the seat was turned over by the male classmates who had eaten next to me. The boy turned a blind eye and stepped on the "Snow Wolf" I borrowed from the library. Suddenly, a shame rushed to my heart. When I knelt beside him ashamed to pick up books, I saw his victory smile. When I pulled the book out, the book was scattered like a beggar. Tears fell quietly. So, I did n’t enter the library, and it was my turn. I stretched out my hand blankly. A scattered "Snow Wolf" was displayed in front of Teacher Jin. Is it a roar and scolding waiting for me? I dare not look up at Teacher Jin's eyes. A roar made me dare not speak, I know, no matter how you justify it, it is useless. Thinking of the contented smile that the boy was teasing, I had a taste of turning over the five flavors. At this time, there was no tears in my heart, only bitter water.

过了两节课，这潭苦水却依然存在。它，是我小学生活中的一朵乌云。他的来历，它的回味，永远那么苦，那么涩……

After two lessons, the bitter water of the pool still exists.It is a dark cloud in my primary school life.His origin, its aftertaste, always so bitter, so astringent ...

那次，我流泪了，是因为我被电视那一幕感动了；那次，我流泪了，是因为我成功而高兴和激动；那次我流泪了，是因为我后悔我 的所作所为；那次，我流泪了，是因为我受到委屈而心里感到难过……但哭过也就完了，也就忘了，都已成了历史的一页，永远翻过去了，从我的记忆中彻底消失了，不过，那次，我流泪了，使我忘不掉，为什么？因为那次我要离开我心爱的母校了。

At that time, I cried because I was moved by the scene of TV; that time, I was crying and excited because I was successful; that time, I shed tears because I regret what I did;Second, I shed tears, because I was grievising because I was wronged ... But after crying, I was over, and I forgot that it has become a page of history.However, at that time, I burst into tears, so I couldn't forget, why?Because that time I was leaving my beloved alma mater.

一个阴暗的早晨，我怀着沉重的心情来到母校，校园里传来了朗朗的读书声和老师亲切的话语声，我又一次走上那熟悉的校园砖路上，来到了教室，又看到那雪白的墙壁，干净的黑板，整齐的课桌，那光辉耀眼的几个大字“勤奋学习”，我真舍不得离开这舒适的教室，亲切的同学，敬爱的老师，温暖的集体和教育我几年的母校，一切的一切，是多么美好……

In a dark morning, I came to my alma mater with a heavy mood. There was a sound of reading from the campus and a kind voice of the teacher.The snow -white wall, clean blackboard, neat desk, and the glorious character "Diligent learning", I am really reluctant to leave this comfortable classroom, kind classmates, love teachers, warm collectives and educating me.How beautiful is everything in my alma mater ...

我含着泪向同学们一一话别，并且送给他们最真诚的礼物—祝福，我最要好的朋友赵珊说：“再见了，我们以后见面的次数可能不多了，但是，分开了我们，分不开我们的心。”我用力点点头。王丽丽哭了：“我家穷，没有什么礼物送给你，但是希望你不要忘记我—一个忠诚的朋友。”我勉强一笑说：“我怎么会忘了你呢，我又不是健忘症患者。”老师组织同学们和我玩了一节课，大家一起唱“找朋友”这首歌，每个人都十分开心。

I said with tears to my classmates, and gave them the most sincere gifts -blessings. My best friend Zhao Shan said, "Goodbye, we may not have much time in the future, but we separated us., Can't tell our hearts. "I nodded hard.Wang Lili cried: "My family is poor, there are no gifts for you, but I hope you don't forget me -a loyal friend." I barely said, "How can I forget you, I am not a patient."The teacher organized a classmate to play a lesson with me, and everyone sang the song "Find Friends". Everyone was very happy.

汽车将要把我送到一个人生地不熟的地方了，我望着可爱的母校很久很久，直到它消失在我的视线里……我流泪了，心想：“不论到天涯海角，我都不会忘记您—亲爱的母校！”

The car is about to send me to a place where life is unfamiliar. I looked at the cute alma mater for a long time, until it disappeared into my sight ... I shed tears, thinking, "No matter to the End of the End of the WorldCan forget you -dear alma mater! "