往事

每当我看到我家阳台上的牵牛花的时候，我就会想起一件往事。

Whenever I see the morning glory on my balcony, I think of a past event.

有一次，我在楼下后花园摘下了一朵牵牛花，是一位老奶奶种的。我把牵牛花当做了发卡别在头上，并戴回了家。妈妈看见了，心平气和的对我说：“不能摘花，孩子，如果我们每人都在你的头上扯一根头发，你会有什么样的感觉？花也是有生命的，我们要珍惜每一个生命。”我听了妈妈的话惭愧的低下了头，然后冲向楼下向老奶奶道歉。老奶奶咧着少了门牙的嘴笑了。她见我特别喜欢花，就给了我一些牵牛花的种子并教我种花的方法。

Once, I picked a morning glory in the back garden downstairs. It was planted by an old woman. I put morning glory on my head as a hairpin and put it back home. When my mother saw it, she calmly said to me, "you can't pick flowers, son. If we all pull a hair on your head, how would you feel?"? Flowers also have life. We should cherish every life. " I listened to my mother's words and bowed my head in shame, then rushed downstairs to apologize to my grandmother. Grandma grinned with her missing front teeth. Seeing that I like flowers very much, she gave me some seeds of morning glory and taught me how to plant flowers.

到今天，我的牵牛花已经长到二米多高了，开也了二十多朵紫色的花。使劲地闻一闻，啊！真香。

To this day, my morning glory has grown to more than two meters high, and has opened more than 20 purple flowers. Sniff hard, ah! Really fragrant.