回忆是一本书，往事种种都被变成贴纸粘贴在这本书里，它们按不同的情绪分类成不同的颜色。欢乐是暖色系的，悲伤是冷色系的，但是冷色系的贴纸上的内容总是比暖色系的贴纸更令人记忆犹新。
Memories are a book, and all the past events are turned into stickers pasted in this book, classified into different colors according to different emotions. Joy is warm colored, sadness is cool colored, but the content on cool colored stickers is always more memorable than warm colored stickers.
时间回溯，翻回那个黯淡的星期二。
Going back in time, flipping back to that bleak Tuesday.
那天，我上完中午12点的课，便迫不及待地坐上爸爸的车回到家了。回到家已经是差不多40分了，我惊叹着时间怎么过得么快啊！我收回目光，冲到饭前，拿起碗筷，开始了“大扫荡”。太阳光照射到了我面前，光滑的瓷器又将光反射到我眼睛里，十分刺眼。我伸出手挡住光线，强烈的照射使我眼前模糊一片，我吃完了饭，心里计算着时间，刚要进房间，妈妈就打断我。“姐姐，今天到你洗碗子，快去！”我哀求般看向妈妈，“我就不能今晚再洗吗了？”“不行！”妈妈无视我的装可怜，斩钉截铁道。我没办法，只能乖乖去洗。
That day, after finishing my noon class, I couldn't wait to get in my dad's car and go home. It's almost 40 minutes since I got home, and I'm amazed how time flies! I withdrew my gaze, rushed to the front of the meal, picked up the dishes, and began the 'sweeping'. The sunlight shone in front of me, and the smooth porcelain reflected the light back into my eyes, which was very dazzling. I reached out to block the light, and the intense illumination blurred my vision. After finishing my meal, I calculated the time in my mind. Just as I was about to enter the room, my mother interrupted me. Sister, it's up to you to wash the dishes today, hurry up! "I pleaded as I looked at my mother." Can't I wash again tonight? "" No! "My mother ignored my pitiful appearance and chopped the nail and cut the railway. I have no choice but to obediently wash.
等我做完工作，打开电视，准备享受这美好时光之时，妈妈的一番话像铁锤，打破了我的幻想。“姐姐，快点拿上东西准备去上课了，老师说今天得提前15分钟上课！”我看了看时间，现在才1点30分，往外大喊（仔细听这声音还有些抱怨）：“不是还有45分才上课吗！”“今天堵车，快点！”窗外的太阳不如何时被厚墩墩的云遮住了大边脸。我不情不愿地关掉电视，拿上书袋，向楼下走去。
When I finished my work, turned on the TV, and was ready to enjoy this wonderful time, my mother's words were like a hammer, breaking my imagination. Sister, hurry up and get your things ready to go to class. The teacher said we have to start class 15 minutes earlier today! "I checked the time and it was only 1:30 pm. I shouted outside (listening carefully, I still had some complaints)," Isn't there still 45 minutes left until class? "" There's traffic today, hurry up! "The sun outside the window was not as clear as when it was covered by thick clouds. I reluctantly turned off the TV, took my book bag, and walked downstairs.
不知为何，往常我这段路都是轻快而急速的，可今天，我的脚像是灌了铅般沉重，我低着头，好几分钟迈不出一步。我脑海突然冒出弟弟妹妹们坐在沙发上看电视的场景。为什么他们可以不用上课，我就这么赶啊！我十分烦躁，想把这些乱七八糟的想法赶出去，可他们就像缠上我了，一直在我的脑海里环绕。我越想越失落，周围的花朵灿烂恹恹地耷拉着脑袋，坑坑洼洼的石子一下又一下绊着我。渐渐地我的眼睛里起了一层灰蒙蒙的雾，我抬起手想抹掉那层阴霾，可怎么也弄不掉，泪爬上了我的眼眶，下一瞬又像断了线似的滴了下来。
For some reason, my journey was usually light and fast, but today, my feet were as heavy as lead, and I lowered my head, unable to take a step for several minutes. Suddenly, the scene of my younger siblings sitting on the sofa watching TV came to my mind. Why can they skip class? I'm just in a hurry! I am very frustrated and want to get rid of these messy ideas, but they seem to be entangled with me, constantly lingering in my mind. The more I think about it, the more I feel lost. The flowers around me are shining brightly and drooping their heads, and the bumpy stones are tripping me one after another. Gradually, a layer of gray mist rose in my eyes. I raised my hand to wipe away the haze, but I couldn't do it. Tears crawled up my eyes, and the next moment they dripped down like a broken thread.
我走上车，妈妈看见我红红的眼眶，问怎么了？我再也忍不住，略带哭腔的声音响起：“上课时间能不能别安排得那么紧，我真得好累！”我又哭了起来，难过又委屈。我忘记了后来怎么样，只记得没有听到妈妈的答复。
I walked into the car and my mother saw my red eyes and asked what was wrong? I couldn't hold back any longer, and a slightly tearful voice rang out: 'Could you please not schedule class so tightly? I'm really tired!' I started crying again, feeling sad and aggrieved. I forgot what happened afterwards, I only remember not hearing my mother's reply.
那个星期二，天气骄阳似火，我的心却冰凉如铁。
That Tuesday, the weather was scorching hot, but my heart was as cold as iron.