谁可以帮我把这篇作文翻译成英语？

那一缕饼香伴我成长 That Cookie Smell that Accompanied Me to Adulthood.

远远地，From afar,

就飘来了那浓郁而醉人的味道。that intoxicating aroma come wafting by,

带着几分回味，brought me back a few memories of the taste of yesteryears, 

几分期待，some anticipation,

几分欣喜，some enjoyment.

我转过了坑坑洼洼的街角，I turned a few pot hile filled street corners.

在胸前的手，My clasping hands to my chest

感受到了一阵阵急促的心跳. felt the pitter pattering of my heartbeat.

但转角后，Upon turning the corner, 

却已物是人非...... However, things remained the same while people has...
小时候，When I was little,

我还在浙江。I was still at Chekiang,

家里的店开在市中心，our shop was at the center of town.

一条条大街上人头攒动，Every street was thronged with the masses.

戴着头巾，Head scarves

蒙着面纱的阿拉伯人；veiling the Arabs;

脸黑得发亮的非洲人；black shiny faces of the the Africans;

白白胖胖，挺着大肚子的欧美人，the whiteness of full-figured European beauties 

随处可见。can be seen all over the place.

店铺里，Inside the store, 

挂满了玲琅满目的商品。tintinabulation of goods filled the sight of one's eyes.

但最吸引我的，However, what caught my eye the most is

还是街道尽头，still where the street ends:

那家不大的烧饼店。 that little shop of baked sesame cookies.

I shall finished the rest when I have the time.  So far a very nice essay of your yesteryears.  Reminded some of my childhood foods too :)

我的目光随着那双神奇的大手飞速地旋转，My eyes followed those pair of wondrous hands in a twirl,

真个过程竟不到一分钟！actually, it took only less than a minute.

翻面后，After turning them over,

再打开锅炉，the lid was once more removed.

那白花花的面饼，Those pasty white round things [using cookies would be redundant again and thus boring in English writing]

已变成了诱人的橙黄色，had now turned into an orange color of seduction 

还带着几分焦黑，with a bit of charring/searing black.

几点火星随着醇香，A few sparkles of the fire dancing along with a waft of rich aroma

悠悠地绕过我的鼻尖，languidly caressing my nostrils.

更绕进了我的心间。Even more so, my heart had been tugged/ensnared/stolen/seduced/ravished
口袋里的钱总是少得可怜，Pitiful it is to my /money bag/purse/pouch/ as it becomes lighter.

望着来来去去的人们，Looking at those coming and going,

心里是数不尽的羡慕。I cannot count my boundless/endless admiration for them.

傍晚，The evening cometh,

街店关门，stores closing.

人，The people,

散了。all gone.

锅炉上偶尔会剩下一块半块烧饼，An occassional cookie, half a cookie would be left by the pan.

那店里的阿姨总是笑着把这些饼，The lady boss, that sweetie auntie [This is how I would translate the cultural customs of these salutations] would be smiling and took these cookies to

给傻傻地站了一下午的我。this silly little girl who had been waiting for the entire afternoon.

双手接过饼，In both hands I accepted with great appreciation; [Again I have to emphasize in English the significance of "both hands in acceptance"]

咬一口，one bite into it,

那菜香、Oooh that vegetable aroma,

肉香、that meat fragrance, 

饼香，that fragrance of the dough... [I should not have translated 饼 as cookie or biscuit because, they are sweet on the west.  "A pie" would be more appropriate but it may mislead.  Perhaps a "cookie-like meat pie" may be the best.  For example, 餡餅 is almost impossible to translate, perhaps pan fried pies?]

顿时在我的嘴角边四溢开来，Immediately/suddenly, from the corners of my mouth, salivation started to spew.

真是 Indeed!

“此香只应天上有，This fragrance only heaven should have,

人间能得几回尝”啊！Rare is such a taste, an earthly delight received!"

我愕然了，怔怔地站着。I stood in amazement.

他们看见我，Then they saw me,

似乎也惊了一下，as if in they too had jumped in recognition.

缓缓地从座椅上站了起来，Slowly from their seats, they stood/got up slowly;

嘴唇微微地颤动着。 their lips in a quiver.

我含着泪，I held back my tears,

忍着痛，I endured the pain,

一口气买下了十个烧饼。and in one breath, I bought ten or more of them.

咬一口，One bite and

香还是那个香，that aroma was still as great.

味还是那个味，That taste was the same as those in my mind

但却掺杂着几分苦涩，几分辛酸。 but tainted with a few bitterness and sadness.
烧饼店伴我走过了十二个春秋冬夏，That biscuit-pie shop had accompanied me for twelve seasons.

伴我走过了无数次风吹雨打，My companion for countless beatings of the wind and rain.

我相信，I believe,

它还将伴我走过更长，that it will still do so to journey with me an even arduous and

更险阻的人生路，long road of life, fraughtful of dangers.

应因为在我心中，永远有一间烧饼店，回荡着那缕醇香。However, in my heart because of that shop of biscuit-pies forever etched, that aroma is always echoed within my memories.

Excellent essay!  It reminded me of my favourite childhood foods too. 

为了这香，For this aroma,

当回小乞丐，a little beggar now I had become...

又何妨！So what [of it]?

小学时，When I was in primary school,

在红绿灯路口，at the traffic lights,

我总不忘在饼店前停下，Never would I forget to stop by the shop.

买下一两个烧饼，I would buy one or two of them.

一边看表，I read my class lessons/report/table,

一边飞奔，the car speeding away and

一边啃着烧饼。nibbling at the biscuit-pie.

那饼香沁入我的心间，That aroma seeping into the realm of my heart,

顺着血液袭遍全身，surging through my veins

再顺着笔尖，[following my pen's nib ]渗透在我的字里行间。[penetrating the blanks between my lines of writing] pervading into every word I wrote.
12岁的时候，At twelve years of age,

我回到了广东老家，I returned to my hometown in Canton.

一切都是么的陌生，Everything so unfamiliar.

那饼香，That fragrance of the cookie-pie,

也只能在记忆里回荡了。is now a part of my memory.
6年级的暑假，In the summer holiday of my form sixth year,

又去了浙江看看，I returned to Chekiang for a visit,

来到了那条街。once more to that street I went.

由于市中心的转移，Due to the changing of the business district,

街道两旁的店铺，those rows of shop houses along the road,

早已人去楼空，are now standing without their occupants.

枯黄的树叶飘飘地落下， /Withered leaves fluttering down/Onto the ground./

原来的繁华，/The hustle and bustle of yesteryears;/

只剩下一片死寂。/Only deathly silence remain./ These slashes denote poetry setting as a new blank line.

惊愕中，/Out of a sudden/Suddenly in the midst/

一下子便辨出了那丝熟悉的饼香。I detected a familiar tinge of the biscuit-pie aroma!

但转角后，I turned the corner,

却见店铺上生锈的铁皮，and saw the rusty placate/sign of the shop.

店铺前空无一人，Nary a soul was in the front of it.

店铺里头发斑白的店主夫妇，However, inside was a white haired crone of the lady boss of the shop.

只有那锅炉，还闪烁着红光。There was that same old pan, still flickering in flames of red.

记忆中，From memory within,

小时候，that long time ago, [literally, "when I was small".  However, in English, it sounds contrite because we already know that you are talking about your childhood days.  This is a better way in English to refer to something the same but in an indirect way.  You can call it cultural preference in writing good]

饼店前，in the store front,

总是排满了长队，are always lines of people

人来人去，coming and going.

嘴角上总洋溢着幸福的微笑。Always warm smiles of happiness leaking from the corners of their mouths.

我总是呆呆地站在饼店前，As for me, I would stand stupidly in front of it,

痴痴地看着店主夫妇做饼。watching in dumbfoundness as the husband and wife owners making the cookies.

桌子上摆着一大块面团，On the counter/table, lies a giant slab of dough.

他们用手小心地挖出一团，From it, they would dig out a piece,

不多不少，not too big and not too small,

用擀面杖压平，and flattened by the rolling pin 

撒上一勺霉干菜 and then with a scattering of preserved vegetable/turnip over it.

(“霉干菜”是浙江的一种传统副食），(This preserved vegetable/turnip is a Chekiang condiment specialty) 

揉成团儿，It is then kneaded into a circular shape

再压平，and once more flattened.

那白花花的面饼，This floury white dough 

一下子便错落有致地嵌上了点点黑色。will then be decorated/inlaid/turned into pretty random black spots.

店老板此时便掀开锅炉，Then the owner will uncover pan.

红光顿时把他的脸颊映得通红，The red hot flames are reflected in the ruddiness/rubesence of his face.

他娴熟地托起一张张面饼，In /a skillful/an adept manner, each piece of the dough

“啪，啪”地贴在了炉壁上，is now pat-patted onto the pan

再稳稳地盖上盖子，before the cover is once more securely put back on.