Push the door of that estrangement, the Jing of that human society in worldly fireworks is colourful clinking, singing like place of a song: Push open the door, the human society in fireworks.
推开那扇隔阂的门，世间烟火中的那一抹红尘惊艳无比，正如一首歌所唱：推开门，烟火里的红尘。
“ is good, good shot! The person all round ” is in acclaim for her, there is countless it seems that in memory such setting.
“好，好球！”周围的人都在为她喝彩，记忆中似乎有无数这样的场景。
Her masterly ball ability won the prostrate of the coach's admiration and team member, and I am losing that one party however, face of grey head earth, sky beyond is regretful.
她精湛的球技赢得了教练的赞赏和队员的膜拜，而我却是落败的那一方，灰头土脸，空余遗憾。
My slouch the head hides in playground corner, weep in silence silently.
我耷拉着头躲在操场一隅，默默饮泣。
Actually you hit “ well also! ” does not know when, she already stood in my back, pat the shoulder that pats me, laughing to say to me.
“其实你打得也不错！”不知什么时候，她已站在我身后，拍拍我的肩，笑着对我说。
“ but your aggression rhythm has not adjusted good ……”
“但是你的进攻节奏还没调节好……”
“ is good, need not you teach me! I swing ” her hand. Perhaps be proper pride cause trouble, I am fed up with her to always be in every time the inadequacy that points out me, do so that oneself are like very fierce like. Arrive as a child big, there is that door that calls “ victory or defeat ” forever between I and her. Why cannot I always win her? I refuse to obey!
“好了，不用你教我！”我一把甩掉她的手。也许是自尊心作祟，我讨厌她每次总是在指出我的不足，弄得自己好像很厉害似的。从小到大，我和她之间永远隔着那扇叫作“胜负”的门。为什么我总是赢不了她？我不服！
I am holding the field of far of basketball run to in the arms, want to practice alone only. Dribble face about is the task that the coach assigns this, I am carrying the ball will be answered back and forth drilled many times, always be discursive however, fraught.
我抱着篮球跑向远处的球场，只想独自一人练习。运球转身是教练这次布置的任务，我运着球来来回回练了好几次，却总是不得要领，心急如焚。
“ we drill together ” she runs to say to me. Raise a head, I saw be full of in her eye caution and expect, if one is preparing to refuse, card is in guttural, subsequently low low-lying spat good ” of a syllabic “ . “ is too good! I laugh at ” her face. The dream is shaking, resemble the spring breeze that March, woke up the heart with my long already dormancy.
“我们一起练吧”她跑过来对我说。抬起头，我看到她眼里充满了小心与期待，一句正准备拒绝的话卡在喉咙，随后低低地吐了一个音节“好”。“太好了！”她朝我一笑。梦都在晃，像那三月的春风，唤醒了我蛰伏已久的心。
She is done for me set an example, say dribble centre of gravity wants a bit lower, the distance defends team member cannot too far, face about wants decisive, want to quicken when the breakthrough, the movement wants form a coherent whole. Over and over, the frontier says the edge is done. The temperature of that finger tip is in that way warm, call a person to be not abandoned. Really strange, I learned very devotedly that day, the effect exceptionally good. Broke through a difficulty, we are inspected laugh, laugh to be born from double face.
她为我做示范，说运球重心要低一点，距离防守队员不能太远，转身要果断，突破时要加速，动作要一气呵成。一遍又一遍，边说边做。那指尖的温度是那样的温暖，叫人不舍。真是奇怪，那天我学得很投入，效果出奇地好。突破了一个难关，我们相视一笑，笑从双脸生。
That momently, I am clear, I was pushed dusty the door of ” of long already “ victory or defeat, infinite spring scenery is after the door beautiful.
那一刻，我明白，我推开了尘封已久的“胜负”之门，门后是无限的春光明媚。
Henceforth, the Chu Ji after rain already was between us. Till now, we are the bosom friends of keep no secrets from each other, also be the teammate that fights side-by-side. Cannot forget that stirring setting forever, she is pulling my hand, alight, high-spirited and vigorous. We stand in champion to get award platform side-by-side, cannot forget her that stirring speech: We want one case, pursue smooth direction, go to farther place.
自此以后，我们之间已是雨后初霁。直至今日，我们是无话不谈的知己，亦是并肩作战的队友。永远忘不了那激动人心的场景，她牵着我的手，神采奕奕，意气风发。我们并肩站在冠军领奖台上，忘不了她那激动人心的话语：我们要一起，追寻光的方向，去更远的地方。
Push the door of that estrangement, door hind has the her sincerity, smile that has her, her encouragement, lukewarm thaw is touched, have precipitant belief more.
推开那扇隔阂的门，门后有她的真诚、有她的微笑，有她的鼓励、温暖和感动，更有勇往直前的信念。
Ah, the human society in that fireworks, the most beautiful!
啊，那烟火里的红尘，最美！(文/张姝怡)