仿佛是被什么东西重重击倒在地，在最后的一刻，望见了一丝光芒，缓缓的闭上了双眼。
It was as if I had been knocked down by something, and at the last moment, I saw a glimmer of light and slowly closed my eyes.
一切又重归黑暗。
Everything returns to darkness.
踏上这条路已经17年，风风雨雨飘飘洒洒是，时而接受阳光普照，时而面对风吹雨打。总算是挺到了现在。
I have been on this road for 17 years, experiencing ups and downs, sometimes basking in the sunshine, and sometimes facing the wind and rain. I finally managed to get through until now.
而前路仍浩瀚无际且错综复杂、险象迭生。每一个脚步落下，都要面对选择的后果。不论是和颜欢笑还是痛哭流涕，都无可避免。与它相比，谁都显得渺小——那无法改变的过去。所能掌握的不过是自己的心态、对它的思索以及选择下一个落脚点罢了。
And the road ahead is still vast and intricate, with numerous dangers. Every step we take, we must face the consequences of our choices. Whether it's laughter or tears, it's inevitable. Compared to it, everyone appears small and insignificant; — That unchangeable past. All that can be mastered is one's own mentality, thinking about it, and choosing the next foothold.作文吧 WWW.zuOwEnBa.Net
天上下起大雨，这条路上不会有什么东西为你遮挡，只能一个人默默忍受。想象着雨后天晴的时光，那天边的彩虹与温暖的阳光。也许有时候确实会是这样的。但是路上的一切是谁也无法揣测的。也许这不过是暴风雨前的宁静。上一刻慈祥而美好。下一刻，呵，谁也不知道下一刻会发生什么。
It's raining heavily from the sky, and there won't be anything blocking you on this road. You can only endure it silently by yourself. Imagine the sunny days after the rain, with the rainbow and warm sunshine by that day. Perhaps sometimes it can indeed be like this. But nothing on the road can be guessed by anyone. Perhaps this is just the tranquility before the storm. In the previous moment, it was kind and beautiful. In the next moment, no one knows what will happen.
可无论如何它已经发生了，无法改变，也无法抹去。选定了的一辈子也改变不了。你的每一个脚印都在后方默默看着你。烙印在生命的痕迹中。无论谁也永远看不清前方的路。但是你总会记得你会从哪里来，走过哪里。即便你忘记了它，它也不会忘记你。
But no matter what, it has already happened and cannot be changed or erased. The chosen life cannot be changed. Every footprint of yours is silently watching you from behind. Imprinted in the traces of life. No one can ever see the road ahead clearly. But you will always remember where you came from and where you have walked. Even if you forget it, it won't forget you.
现在和过去总是那么矛盾，你不断想改变过去，然而现在总是变成过去。也许在现在的路上，你会转头看看之前的脚印。但是你永远也够不着它，碰不到它。这条路总是这样冷漠，它静静地看着你的痛苦，不会有一丝悲悯。
The present and the past are always so contradictory, you constantly want to change the past, but the present always becomes the past. Perhaps on the current road, you will turn your head and look at the footprints from before. But you can never reach it, never touch it. This road is always so indifferent, it silently watches your pain without any pity.
它也许轰轰烈烈，也许平平淡淡。但是它属于你，每天的期盼，等待，兴奋和失望，构成了它全部的意义，就像风雨阳光大地构成了自然一样。
It may be grand or plain. But it belongs to you, every day's anticipation, waiting, excitement, and disappointment make up its entire meaning, just like the wind, rain, sunshine, and earth make up nature.
渴望阳光一样的成功，但它也懒得不得了，偶尔会瞥一眼，甚至不撇，给你掷骰子，糊弄你一下。
Longing for success like sunshine, but it is also too lazy. Occasionally, it will glance at you and even roll the dice to deceive you.
但你不能糊弄自己，无论它怎样对待你，你都要自己一个人走下去。至少你能看到你身后的脚印。至少你能对它有所思索。至少能让自己心满意足，不留下遗憾。因为方向是你选的。虽然结果是它给你的，哪怕你不能改变脚印的颜色，但至少你能增加它的深度，获得那些刻苦铭心的记忆。也许这才是它真正的意义。
But you can't fool yourself, no matter how it treats you, you have to walk alone. At least you can see the footprints behind you. At least you can think about it. At least it can satisfy oneself and leave no regrets. Because the direction was chosen by you. Although the result is what it gives you, even if you cannot change the color of the footprints, at least you can increase its depth and gain those unforgettable memories. Perhaps this is its true meaning.
不要管它，走自己的路，做自己的梦。在风雨中奔跑，在阳光下呼吸。抬头看看湛蓝而静美的天空，低头望望污浊而潮湿的大地。不论结果如何，也要努力下去。不论是好是坏，都要像竹子那样"千磨万击还坚劲，任尔东西南北风"。
Don't worry about it, go your own way and dream your own dreams. Running in the wind and rain, breathing in the sunshine. Looking up at the azure and serene sky, and looking down at the polluted and damp earth. Regardless of the outcome, we must continue to work hard. Whether good or bad, we should be like bamboo; A thousand strokes and ten thousand strikes still remain strong, allowing the winds of the east, west, north, and south to prevail;.
朦朦胧胧中睁开眼，转过身去，看到的将不再是前方的黑暗，眼框里取而代之的将会是难以用言语形容的绚丽和多彩。
In a hazy state, I opened my eyes and turned around. What I saw would no longer be the darkness ahead, but instead the indescribable brilliance and colors in my eyes.