Under the umberlla there is my small face that won 't be wet ,
Mother 's love is the string of the kite ,
At the ends of the earth it always hovers in my heart ,
Mother ' s love is the rhyme in my childhood ,
It will never be old in the deep place of my memory .
母亲的爱是雨伞,下雨了,
雨伞下有我的小脸上,赢得t是湿的`,
母亲的爱是风筝的字符串,
在地极总是徘徊在我心中,
母亲的爱是我童年的押韵,
它永远不会老在我记忆的深处。
I was born in a beautiful town with high mountains around it.The mountains are covered with all kinds of green bamboo.Through the town runs a small stream.It’s said that a new railway is going to be built to the east of the town and a bamboo factory to the west.All the children of the school age can go to school.If anyone is ill,he can go to see the doctor in the newly-built hospital.People in the town are hard-working and never take the backwardness lying down.Though they are having a richer and better life,they are not satisfied with what they have got.They are working hard to build their town into a modern one.
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