In life, fill all sorts of selections, look sometimes seem right choice, certainly you are not liked. What choose oneself to like probably is the most beautiful.
人生中，充满各种选择，有时看似正确的选择，不一定是你所喜欢的。或许选择自己喜欢的是最美的。
I go on the road that goes going to the library. The day July, it is to say to change really, still be fine sky obviously, abruptly cloudy, an invisible hand is pressed the person is suffocatively come. As in succession muffled thunder scroll, spit turns into cloudburst suddenly, pluvial bead is bungled on my umbrella, fresh gale should throw my umbrella it seems that.
我走在去往图书馆的路上。七月的天啊，真是说变就变，明明还是晴朗的天空，骤然乌云密布，一只无形的手压得人喘不过气来。随着声声闷雷滚动，小雨忽然转成了倾盆大雨，雨珠砸在我的伞上，大风似乎要掀翻我的伞。作文吧 WWW.zuOwEnBa.Net
I am gotten into convenience inn to take shelter from rain hastily. Be about to advance me more and more greatly at the moment the condition of a be in a dilemma: Stay or go, stay? But this rain can stop it seems that temporarily partly; Waited for rain to stop the word that takes again, in case the library closed, am I to wait in vain? Still go! Can trifling rainwater still bar so that live me? Say what stimulate quite to Mao Yu runs again. I did not think more, say to go.
我急忙钻进便利店避雨。眼前越来越大的欲把我推进一个两难的境地：留还是走，留吗？可是这雨似乎一时半会是不会停的；等雨停了再走的话，万一图书馆关门了，我岂不是白等？还是走吧！区区雨水还能拦得住我？再说冒雨奔走挺刺激的。我没有多想，说走就走。
However ideal is very plump, reality very bone feeling. Pluvial situation has arrived greatly let at the moment light low-lying road became a river. The water of slimy yellow is flowing into before, give out banging roaring. I oppugn my choice a bit, halted. Rain continues to wear, water still is going up, torrent rainwater is before me ground of show one's strength rolls, crying quite. I am stimulated, cry to it in the heart: “ also wants to block me with respect to you! ” I resolutely drip resolutelyingly into this proud “ river ” , look out is worn the fierce wind that wanton absurd is, the foot is stepping drenched shoe. Good had dripped not easily it, a belt is worn sneer at the sole that the pneumatic drill of imply enters me, get into my bone. The river that that rainwater collects behind dare not wanton the ground growls, by me of conquer it, sound is gradually low-down.
然而理想很丰满，现实很骨感。雨势已经大到让眼前轻低洼的路变成了河。泥黄色的水在面前奔流着，发出轰轰的吼声。我有点质疑自己的选择，停住了。雨继续下着，水依然涨着，奔流的雨水在我面前耀武扬威地翻滚、怪叫着。我受到刺激，在心里对它喊道：“就你也想拦住我！”我毅然决然地淌进这傲慢的“河流”，面朝着肆意妄为的狂风，脚踏着湿透的鞋子。好不容易淌过它，一阵带着嘲讽意味的风钻进我的脚底，钻进我的骨头。身后那雨水汇成的河不敢放肆地咆哮，被我战胜的它，声音渐渐卑微。
I was pulling drenched whole body to come to the library. Drenched footgear does not hamper I am opposite the longing of the book, my feeling reached distant place, I saw one passes through harships, strike the salangane of storm, it is flying to distance.
我拖着湿透的全身来到了图书馆。湿透的鞋袜并不妨碍我对书籍的渴望，我的思绪到达了远方，我看到了一只穿越风雨，搏击风浪的海燕，它正飞向远方。
After the family member knew this later, say I am not quite clever.
后来家里人知道了这以后，都说我不太聪明。
I laugh slightly, I look really be like not quite clever, but adventure chooses him to like, the choice strikes storm does a salangane to appear also give no cause for more criticism.
我微微一笑，我的确看似不太聪明，但冒险选择自己喜欢的，选择搏击风浪做一只海燕似乎也无可厚非。(文/冯冠仁)