千淘万漉虽辛苦，吹尽狂沙始到金。
Although it's hard to go through countless trials and tribulations, blowing away the wild sand leads to gold.
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梦想，是无垠大海中扬起的孤帆；梦想，是迷茫人生中醒目的方向标。从梦想开始，找寻坚持的色彩；从梦想开始，追逐人生的意义。
Dreams are solitary sails raised in the boundless sea; Dreams are prominent directional markers in a confused life. Starting from dreams, search for the color of persistence; Starting from dreams, chasing the meaning of life.
天帝似是发了脾气，本洁白无瑕的天空被罩上了一层浅灰色的幕布，盖住了阳光，盖住了城市，盖住了我的心。原本就焦虑烦躁的我顿时觉得黯然无光。“妈妈，我不想练了。”“孩子，已经答应了老师，我们就要坚持。在省里参加打击乐比赛不是你的梦想吗？”“可是——真的很累！”低声细语着，一阵雷声霎然响起，豆大般的雨点打在了玻璃上，“哒哒”作响，仿佛是天帝向我投来的嘲笑。两行清泪滑过了脸颊，我哭出了声。
The Heavenly Emperor seemed to have lost his temper, and the originally pure and flawless sky was covered by a light gray curtain, covering the sunshine, the city, and my heart. I, who was already anxious and irritable, suddenly felt gloomy and lifeless. Mom, I don't want to practice anymore. "" Child, I've already promised the teacher, we'll stick with it. Isn't it your dream to participate in percussion competitions in the province? "" But - really tired! "Whispered softly, and a burst of thunder suddenly sounded. The raindrops, as big as beans, hit the glass, making a" dada "sound, as if the Heavenly Emperor was mocking me. Two clear tears slid down my cheeks, and I cried out loudly.
雨声越来越大，是嘲笑，更是叫嚣。敲鼓的力道不自觉变大了些，手上的茧子也在隐隐作痛——我又敲错了。“孩子，不要着急，不要害怕失误！追逐自己的梦想，克服心中的恐惧，加油……”母亲的话犹如春雨洒进我的心田。“是呀，只要追逐梦，就一定可以成功！”我暗自鼓劲。
The rain grew louder and louder, both mocking and shouting. The force of drumming unconsciously increased, and the calluses on my hands were also aching faintly - I knocked the wrong one again. Child, don't worry, don't be afraid of making mistakes! Chase your dreams, overcome your fears, keep going... "My mother's words were like spring rain falling into my heart. Yes, as long as you chase your dreams, you will definitely succeed! "I secretly encouraged myself.
又是一阵狂风，呼啸着，拍打着，和着雨点，疯狂地侵袭着玻璃窗。贴上创可贴，克服着疼痛，拿起鼓棒——我又战胜了我的恐惧。音乐再次响起，我稳心定神，屏息敛声，又一次开始了练习。这一次，我完美地追逐了梦想，老师和母亲都向我投来了赞许的目光。目光落向窗外，瓢泼的大雨已然无踪，仅留下那一抹彩虹挂在天边——那是坚持的色彩！
Another gust of wind, howling, beating, and accompanied by raindrops, crazily attacked the glass windows. Putting on band aids, overcoming pain, picking up a drumstick - I have once again overcome my fear. The music started playing again, and I calmed down, held my breath, and began practicing again. This time, I perfectly pursued my dream, and both my teacher and mother gave me approving looks. My gaze fell outside the window, and the pouring rain had disappeared without a trace, leaving only that rainbow hanging in the sky - that is the color of persistence!
比赛当天，晴空万里。七月的阳光悄无声息透过楼层，透过树叶，透进我的心里，温柔又带着些许力量。这股柔情蓦然间化为了一股坚定和自信，我顿时充满了信心……
On the day of the competition, the sky was clear for thousands of miles. The sunshine of July silently penetrates through the floors, through the leaves, and into my heart, gentle yet with a hint of strength. This tenderness suddenly transformed into a firm and confident feeling, and I was filled with confidence
梦想，让迷茫的人生有了方向；梦想，让年少的我学会了坚持。从梦想开始，找寻坚持的色彩，追逐人生的意义！
Dreams give direction to a confused life; Dreams have taught me, as a young person, to persevere. Starting from dreams, seeking the color of persistence, chasing the meaning of life!