Years goes gradually in frost of fine gauze shedding gradually far, the memorial be mingled with that grow is worn light fragrance, taking full city years, crashed one ground prediction of a person's luck in a given year. Have on the road that grow in that way a person uses the kindness like bright and clear moon and friendly warmth I, I remembered that double yellow rain boot.
时光在轻纱流霜中渐行渐远，成长的记忆夹杂着淡淡芬芳，带着满城岁月，撞碎了一地流年。成长的路上有那样一个人用皎洁月光般的善意与友好温暖了我，我记住了那双黄色雨鞋。
Underground of drop of rare rare drop wears rain, the person ases if to also be infected with a depressed colour accordingly, I am maintaining a beautiful umbrella to go very depressedly on the road, I am fed up with a hand in this with my age none the beautiful umbrella of conform to, go to it pitch, hold off the road of ahead, the mood that lets unpleasantness and rain boundless ground drifts. Cannot think of really, I am awkwardly actually in rain trip, I am struggling to want to climb rise. At this moment, rain boot of a pair of yellow appears in me before, the host of the shoe crouched, I saw well his face. That piece of face is very common, very unfamiliar also, I affirm do not know this boy. The boy says: Do I help “ up do you rise? ”“ not, thank. ” I am struggling to climb rise, what have one's mind stuffed with thinks is how self-confident departure, undesigned, had received the boy to give the paper towel that come, wiped the water that goes up personally, thank with respect to preparation person, but the boy says: “ your umbrella is bad, I send otherwise you go back! My umbrella is quite big, can hold below two people. ” my immediately sees the umbrella on the ground, frame of umbrella had been folded, it is probably was crushed when trip just now. The boy is determined to say to want to send me to come home, I packed up my beautiful umbrella.来源 wwW.ZUowEnbA.nET
雨稀稀沥沥地下着，人仿佛也跟着沾染上一层阴郁的色彩，我撑着一把花伞很郁闷地走在路上，我讨厌手中这把与我年纪毫不相符的花伞，便将它往前倾，挡住前方的路，让不愉快的心情与雨漫无边际地飘荡。真没想到，我竟然狼狈地在雨中摔倒了，我挣扎着想要爬起身。这时，一双黄色雨鞋出现在我的面前，鞋的主人蹲了下来，我看清楚了他的脸。那张脸很普通，也很陌生，我确认不认识这个男孩。男孩说：“我扶你起来吧？”“不，谢谢。”我挣扎着爬起身，满脑子想的都是如何自信的离开，无意中，接过了男孩递来的纸巾，擦干了身上的水，就准备道谢走人，可男孩说：“你的伞坏了，要不我送你回去吧！我的伞够大，可以容下两个人。”我随即看了看地上的伞，伞骨已经折了，大概是方才摔倒时压坏了吧。男孩执意说要送我回家，我便收起了我的花伞。
The boy's umbrella is quite big really, I go below a bit does not have cramped feeling. Where does the boy ask I want to go? I spoke destination, boy light is to be stupefied, say subsequently: “ my as it happens also should go around, go first over there you! ” my heart thinks this is very artful. The ginkgo leaf classics on the road appears more glittering and translucent after the soak of rainwater, they are beautiful in that way in my heart.
男孩的伞的确够大，我走在下面丝毫没有局促之感。男孩问我要去哪里？我便说出了目的地，男孩光是愣了愣，随后说：“我正好也要去附近，先去你那里吧！”我心想这倒是很巧。路上的银杏叶经雨水的浸润后显得更加晶莹，它们在我的心中是那样美丽。
Rain falls more greatly, I and boy did not make an appointment with a face to quicken a pace together, I wanted to be worn originally destination should thank this boy very much anyhow. Who knows, the boy however brandish waves, face about runs, what he runs is the road when we come.
雨下得更大了，我和男孩都不约面同地加快了脚步，我本想着到了目的地无论如何都要好感谢一下这个男孩。谁知，男孩却挥挥手，转身跑走了，他跑的正是我们来时的路。
Rain still is falling, and I experienced the warmth like sunshine however, I also can pass on this warmth, I remembered that double yellow rain boot.
雨还在下着，而我却感受到了阳光般的温暖，我也会将这份温暖传递下去，我记住了那双黄色雨鞋。(文/赵梓铭)