英语翻译There are many kinds of friends.Some are always with you

英语翻译
There are many kinds of friends.Some are always with you,but don't understand you.Some say only a few words to you,but understand you.
I will always remember the autumn and the girl with the violin.She will always bring back the friendship between us.
It was the golden season.I could see the yellow leaves flying in the cool wind.In such a season,I liked walking alone in the leaves,listening to the sound of them.
Autumn is a harvest season and life is uninteresting.The free days always get me down.But one day,the sound of a violin flowed into my ears like a stream.flowing in the mountains.I saw a young girl standing in the wind,playing her violin.
I had never seen her before.The music was so nice that I listened quietly.I didn't know that I had been standing there for so long but my existence did not seem to disturb her.
Leaves were still falling.Every day she played the violin in the corner of the building.I was the only listener.The autumn seemed no longer lonely and life became interesting.Though we didn't know each other,I thought we were already good friends.
Autumn was nearly over.One day,when I was listening carefully near the building,the sound suddenly stopped.To my great surprise,the girl came over to me.
"You must like violin."she said.
"Yes.And you play very well.Why did you stop?" I asked.
Suddenly,a sad expression appeared on her face and I could feel something unusual.
"I came here to see my grandmother,but now I must leave.I once played very badly.It was your listening every day that encouraged me."she said.
"In fact,it was your playing that gave me a colorful autumn," I answered,"Let's be friends."The girl smiled.
I never heard her play again in my life.But I will remember the pretty girl forever.

有各种各样的朋友.有些是永远和你在一起,却不能理解你.只说几句话,但理解你.我会永远记住和秋季的女孩与小提琴.她总是带回我们之间的友谊.这是金色的季节.我能看见黄色的叶子在凉风中飞行.在这样的季节里,我喜欢独自漫步在落叶上,聆听他们的声音.秋天是一个收获的季节,生活是无趣的.自由的天总使我沮丧.但是有一天,小提琴的声音流入我的耳朵像流淌的小溪在山上.我看见一个年轻的女孩站在风中,拉小提琴.我以前从未见过她.音乐是很好的我静静的听着.我不知道我已经站了很久了但我的存在似乎并没有打扰她.叶子仍在下降.每天她演奏小提琴在建筑物的角落.我是唯一的听众.这个秋天似乎不再孤单,生活变得有趣.虽然我们彼此不认识,我认为我们已经是好朋友了.秋天快要结束了.有一天,当我仔细听附近的建筑物,声音突然停了下来.让我吃惊的是,这个女孩向我走过来了.“你一定很喜欢拉小提琴.”她说.“是的.和你打得很好.你为什么停下来?”我问.突然,一个悲伤的表情出现在她的脸上,我能感觉到一些不寻常的东西.“我来这里看我的奶奶,但现在,我必须离开.我曾经打得很糟糕.这是你每天都来听鼓励我.”她说.事实上,正是你的演奏给了我一个多彩的秋天,”我回答说,“让我们成为朋友.”女孩微笑.我从未听她打了我的生活.但我会永远记住这个漂亮的女孩.