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　　夏日遐想

　　夏季，烈日炎炎，揮汗如雨。可為何今天，我卻對它產(chǎn)生了一種朦朧的愛戀?

　　夏之感

　　坐在書桌前，窗外夕陽的余暉透過玻璃撒落在日記本上。手握鋼筆的我面對著對我了如指掌的日記本，突然覺得它陌生起來，一時間不知從何下筆?；叵胫惶斓纳睿杏X什么都不想再寫了：不想再寫讓我瘋狂的活動課，不想再寫無聊的下午，更不想再寫馬路上的工人。仿佛心中的那一口泉眼已經(jīng)干涸，不會再像以前一樣源源不斷地涌出新奇的靈感。無奈地靠在窗前，手捧一杯咖啡，看著樓下的大樹披上了一層火紅的紗衣，心中幽怨惆悵，覺得這夏姑娘好像和我一樣，面對春天早已帶來的綠色，也只能默默地為人們帶來更久更美的藍天和晚霞了吧?

　　夏之憶

　　記得小時候，喜歡夏天是因為可以躲在涼爽的空調(diào)屋里一點一點地吮著自己愛吃的冰激凌，可以穿上漂亮的裙子在公園里奔跑，可以把自己像裹粽子一樣裹在冰涼舒適的空調(diào)被中，然后開始一個美夢。樓下的大樹，是我最喜歡的地方：幾個小伙伴帶著零食和玩具躲在樹蔭下玩過家家。小小的樹隨著我們的長大也漸漸在一次次的風雨中成長，可我們卻早已各奔東西……

　　十歲那年過周時，爸爸送了我一個天藍色的日記本，不光外殼是藍色，就連每一頁紙都印有淡淡的藍，就如封面上說的：每一天都有天空的味道。出生在夏季的我立刻喜歡上了這種潔凈的顏色，當然，我也愛上了寫日記，愛上了文字。當別人在班中大倒苦水時，我正微笑著面對著日記本“傾訴”;當同學們?yōu)榱送瓿扇沼浂ザ鷵先鶗r，我正愜意地指揮著跳舞的鋼筆小姐;當別人搜腸刮肚地找作文素材時，他那一籌莫展的表情早已在我的筆下被勾勒得栩栩如生。

　　日記本中的字，從鉛筆到鋼筆，從歪扭到秀美，從稚嫩到成熟。它仿佛是我的一個人生伴侶，陪我笑，陪我哭，陪我怒，陪我愛;它又仿佛是另一個隱形的我，懂我，愛我。對我不離不棄。

　　夏之戀

　　一陣微風掠過，吹響了窗口的風鈴，也吹散了回憶與過去。手放在被太陽烤人的玻璃上，仿佛感受到了一顆幼小而狂躁跳動的心，不禁微微一笑，夏天原來也正值青春。

　　夏季或許沒那么糟，它讓我降臨于人世，它讓我愛上文字，它讓我寫出一篇篇夏之禮贊……

　　望著天幕中變幻無常的云，呵!夏姑娘也在寫日記吧?

　　英文翻譯

　　Great reverie

　　In summer, the scorching sun, sweat. It may be why today, I did it produce a hazy love?

　　Summer feeling

　　I sat at my desk, the sunset through the window glass scattered in the diary. Holding pen facing me well aware of my diary, I suddenly felt strange it up, a time I do not know where to write. Think back to day life, do not want to write the feeling: you do not want to write me crazy activity classes, do not want to write a boring afternoon, the workers do not want to write on the road. As if it were a mouthful spring has dried up hearts, it will not be like before, an endless stream of new inspiration. Helpless against the window, holding a cup of coffee, watching the downstairs covered with a red tree Shayi, heart Resentment melancholy, that this summer the girl seemed to like me, the face of spring already brought green can only silently longer for people to bring more beautiful blue sky and sunset, right?

　　Xia Yi

　　Remember as a child, like summer because they can hide in the cool air-conditioned house little by little sucking their favorite ice cream, you can put on a beautiful dress in the park running, you can wrap yourself like dumplings wrapped in the same cold comfort The air conditioning was, and then start a dream. Downstairs trees, is my favorite place: a few small partners with snacks and toys hiding under the shade of playing house. As we grow up a little tree gradually grow in a time of storm, but we are already pursuing their own ......

　　When the age of ten weeks over, my father gave me a sky-blue diary, not only the shell is blue, and even each sheet of paper are printed with a touch of blue, as the cover says: Every day, the sky taste. Born in the summer I immediately liked this clean colors, of course, I fell in love with a diary, fell in love with writing. When others in the squad down grievances, I was smiling face of diary "talk"; when the students to complete the diary and scratching, I was comfortably in command of the pen dancing lady; when others find writing Souchangguadu When the material, his face already helpless in my pen was outlined to life.

　　Diary of the word, from pencil to pen, from contorted to beautiful, from immature to mature. It was as if one of my life partner, to accompany me laugh, to accompany me cry, angry with me, accompany me love; it is like another invisible to me, know me, love me. Abandoned to me.

　　Summer of Love

　　Passing breeze, sounded the bells of the window, also blew away the memories of the past. Hands on the person's sun baked glass, as if to feel the beating of a young and manic heart, can not help but smile, summer had also positive youth.

　　Summer perhaps not so bad, it made me come to this world, it makes me fall in love with words, it allows me to write a piece Summer Praise ......

　　Looking at the sky in the vagaries of the clouds, Oh! Summer girl is also a diary, right?