“ days always throws the person, red cherry, green banana “ . Had walked along the hill of life, hard, fall, always however a lamp is shining in the heart, how-to direction, accompany my person of the same trade, let me know, visit, not alone.
“时光总是把人抛，红了樱桃，绿了芭蕉“。走过人生的山丘，艰难，一次次跌倒，却总有一盏灯在心中亮着，指引方向，伴我同行，让我知道，此行，不孤单。
Spring March, early morning, the sun had trifling warm meaning, the awaken of spring of intoxicate makes a person quiet.
阳春三月，清晨，太阳有了些许暖意，醉人的春意让人静谧。
Sit in the study, flipping through examination paper, brows is knitted closely, lay anxious idea, review the result of these a few months, not flexibly, also be without improvement from beginning to end, a kind of anonymous thought is in early be born the other day, savour so, ability discovery, that is “ abandons “ .
坐在书房，翻动着卷子，眉头紧皱，生出几分愁意，回顾这几个月的成绩，并不如意，也始终毫无起色，一种无名的念头早在前些天诞生，如此品味，才发现，那是“放弃“。
Walk into a courtyard, in intent general heart depressed make this natural take away. Go on Shi Lu, do not become aware, a grass entered my field of vision, the courtyard that often does, appear abruptly however a grass, unimaginably queer, did not think more. Crouch wait-and-see, became appreciation. Spring scenery painted her lease of life, the dew of early morning condenses above, be like is beauty of an element colour. The look moves downward, the ground develops the in seaming hardship that just discovers she is wherefrom stone brick.
走进院子，意图将心中的郁闷让这自然带走。走在石路上，不觉间，一棵草进入了我的视野，常常打理的院子，却突兀地出现一棵草，匪夷所思，并未多想。蹲下观望，变成了欣赏。春色将她染上了生机，清晨的露水凝结在上面，似是一个素颜美人。目光向下移，才发现她是从那石砖的缝中艰难地冲出来。
Abrupt couplet recalled this careless preexistence this life: As a seed, very unfortunate, she dropped stone brick among, but fortunately, there is earth below. Had not known how long, rainwater woke up her, look to all round, a darkness, besides the light with that one faint silk on the head, that momently, she the world outside yearning darkness. She spreads a root, thorough clay, absorb nutrient, be worth spring, the world outside is calling her, she is trying to develop a confine, failed however, attempt of over and over again, change the failure of the again and again, she abandons approximately approximately acedia, but she discovers, the clay beside gives her nutrient, give her power. She, what to understand it seems that. She is accumulating power, accumulating, awaiting, the world outside is already green opportunity green grass, flew a few times snowflake. Eventually, eventually she found the equalest chance, rushed, he just discovers now, the setback a lot of years ago, arrived now, it is a small twist only. And she blossoms went out the most beautiful fragrant China.
突然联想起了这棵草的前世今生：作为一颗种子，很不幸，她掉到了石砖中间，但幸好，下面有泥土。不知过了多久，雨水唤醒了她，望向周围，一片黑暗，除了头上那一丝丝微弱的光，那一刻，她便向往黑暗外的世界。她伸出根，深入泥土，吸取养分，正值春季，外面的世界呼唤着她，她尝试着冲出禁锢，然而失败了，一次又一次地尝试，换来一次又一次的失败，她近乎放弃近乎绝望，但她发现，身边的泥土给予她养分，给予她力量。她，似乎明白了什么。她积蓄着力量，积蓄着，等待着等待着，外面的世界早已绿了机会青草，飞了几次雪花。终于，终于她找到了最合适的契机，冲了出来，他现在才发现，很多年前的挫折，到了现在，只是一个小小的坎坷。而她绽放出了最美的芳华。
The station rises, the heart is eroded by a kind of warm current —— hopes for. Warm blood is full of chest, the stride steps into a study, illumed in the heart already a lamp.
站起，心脏被一种暖流冲刷——希冀。热血充斥着胸膛，大步踏进书房，已然在心中点亮了一盏灯。
In float unripe past, always have twist, make the road of ahead, not even. But that lamp in the heart, how-to direction, propping up me. I know, blossomming fragrant unit of distance, a lamp is in the heart, bright, bright ……
浮生往事中，总有坎坷，使得前方的路，并不平坦。但心中那盏灯，指引着方向，支撑着我。我知道，绽放的芳华里，一盏灯在心中，亮着，亮着……(文/晁子轩)