谁曾见过风？你我不曾。却看万木垂梢首，便是晓风吹过。
Who has ever seen the wind? You and I have not. But looking at the hanging branches of thousands of trees, it was the gentle breeze blowing by.
一打开窗，迎面而来的不是暖阳，而是冽风。它冻得我连打了两个喷嚏，搓了搓手，又将窗外早晨隔绝在一帘丝布外。匆匆结束早饭，在飞奔途中瞥见电视机里的天气预报——大雨。
As soon as I open the window, what comes in front of me is not warm sunshine, but a cold wind. It was so cold that I sneezed twice, rubbed my hands, and isolated the morning outside the window with a curtain of silk cloth. Hurriedly finishing breakfast, caught a glimpse of the weather forecast on the TV while running - heavy rain.
一路顺畅，在教室中端座，我摸索着笔袋中的墨笔。雨点落在铁杆上，打在窗台上，狂风乍起，乌黑的天幕。但我也只是走神看了几眼，又致力于黑板上的数学题。
Smooth all the way, sitting in the classroom, I groped for the ink pen in my pencil case. Raindrops fell on the iron rod, hitting the windowsill, and a strong wind suddenly rose, creating a dark sky. But I only took a few glances and focused on the math problems on the blackboard.
似乎又是极为平常的一天，每天重复琐碎的每一件事，心中的小花静静开。
It seems like another extremely ordinary day, repeating every trivial thing every day, and the little flower in my heart quietly blooms.
整整一个上午，雨声未停一瞬，甚至有愈下愈大之势。我见不到早上的那一抹明亮了，只剩下雨中匆匆的人们。于是我打消了打伞去食堂的念头，却着实是饿得紧，便托了个苦力跑腿。
Throughout the morning, the sound of rain did not stop for a moment, and even grew louder as it continued to fall. I can't see the brightness of morning anymore, only the people rushing in the rain. So I gave up the idea of taking an umbrella to the cafeteria, but I was really hungry, so I entrusted a laborer to run errands.
教室里只剩下了我一人。伴着雨声，我显得格外轻松，哼着歌刷着题，我享受着独处的时光。可以说，除上学之外，我每时每刻无特殊情况都是独处，静谧，安好，无惧漫长。此时，心中的花慢慢的摇曳着。大抵是午休时分，持续一早上阴晴的天重见光明，当时的景象美极了——像是一瞬间，白蓝交织的苍穹，微风吹动帘子上下浮动轻舞。黑板还残留着老师讲课的片段。
I am the only one left in the classroom. Accompanied by the sound of rain, I appeared particularly relaxed, humming songs and practicing exercises, enjoying the time alone. It can be said that apart from going to school, I am always alone, quiet, safe, and unafraid of long periods of time, without any special circumstances. At this moment, the flowers in my heart slowly swayed. It was usually during lunch break, when the cloudy and sunny sky that had lasted for a whole morning regained its light. The scene was extremely beautiful - like a moment, the sky intertwined with white and blue, and the gentle breeze fluttered the curtains up and down. There are still fragments of the teacher's lecture remaining on the blackboard.
经历中午一小会的停歇，傍晚又下起了大雨，且转向暴雨。出于安全考虑，停课一晚上。到了家，推开房门，我一眼就看到了我那饱受狂风暴雨所摧残的花，赶忙打开一小缝，把花盆捧进来，拉上了窗户。
After the break of the first meeting at noon, it began to rain heavily in the evening and turned to rainstorm. For safety reasons, classes will be suspended for one night. When I got home, I opened the door. At a glance, I saw my flowers that had been devastated by the storm. I quickly opened a small slit, brought the flowerpot in, and pulled up the window.
那是一朵极其普通常见的花，小小的花蕊，娇弱的花杠杆，脆弱的花瓣，弱不禁风。
That is an extremely ordinary and common flower, with small stamens, delicate flower levers, fragile petals, and an unstoppable vulnerability.
可它好好的，好好的立在土壤之上。它是我种蔷薇时长出来的，蔷薇枯了，却只留下了它。它比起蔷薇平淡的多，我却似乎更喜欢它，平淡，坚强。
But it's fine, standing well on the soil. It grew when I planted roses, but when the roses withered, only it remained. It is much more plain than roses, but I seem to like it more, plain and strong.
经历了暴风雨的洗礼，应该无需柔水的浇溉。于是我便将花盆放在书柜旁的空地上，和我似曾相识相知，它似乎也喜欢宁静的地方，轻轻摇曳回应着我。
Having experienced the baptism of storms, there should be no need for gentle watering. So I placed the flowerpot on the open space next to the bookshelf, familiar with me. It seemed to also like a peaceful place, swaying gently in response to me.
每个人都有属于自己的花，原来我们心里从来都不是什么蔷薇玫瑰，而是一朵小小的野花。胸怀大志，无所不能，暴风雨中洗涤弱怜的花朵，以便重新见日。
Everyone has their own flower, and it turns out that our hearts are never roses, but a small wildflower. With lofty ambitions, capable of anything, washing away the weak and pitiful flowers in the storm, so as to see the sun again.
转眼到了盛夏，蔷薇满上绿色，收拢几度荆刺。愿你在温柔之中，保留几片锋芒，好过严冬。
In the blink of an eye, summer has arrived, with roses covered in green and thorns gathered a few degrees. May you keep a few sharp edges in gentleness, better than the harsh winter.