Cold wind is blowing branch, blow window " creak creaks " the ground is noisy. At the moment, I am sitting in window edge, syare blankly to cloudy sky. Just about when epidemic situation is most grim, everybody is closed in the home to get online class. The school is to do not have method, more nevering mention it is go out to play together with the classmate.
寒风吹着树枝，吹得窗户“嘎吱嘎吱”地响。此刻，我正坐在窗边，对着阴沉的天空发呆。正是疫情最为严峻的时候，大家都被关在家里上网课。学校是没办法去了，更别说是和同学一起出去玩了。
Have busy computer screen and the exercise that do not do forever it seems that only. I can'ted help sighing. The wind outside the window is blown some more violently it seems that. I opened me exclusive " window " -- news. It is the epidemic situation situation of machine-made home and abroad as before. The data such as diagnose, death raises in wild land.
只有忙碌的电脑屏幕和似乎永远做不完的练习。我不由得叹了口气。窗外的风似乎刮得更猛烈些了。我打开了我唯一的“窗户”——新闻。依旧是千篇一律的国内与国外的疫情形势。确诊、死亡等数据在疯狂地增加。
I am nodded bored to deathly, put out, continue to delimit adroitly downward, expect to be able to see the breath of a bit spring. Gradually, photograph of one frame frame, resembling is cold wind is medium that is green, the eye that lets me had be toed do longer stay. She, take off next defending to take, eye all around the impress with deep extrude of lens be defendinged, dan La's defending is taken was become by sweat spread and sink in deep blue. Silk of a few hair is stuck messily in canthus, what glaring move wins in the eye is smooth. He, hang the medicine with full large minor volume to wrap all over, busy move gives medicine is bought tiredly to send medicine in the patient in the home, pace is sturdy, there is Wen Xu's smile on the face. In a world of ice and snow, they, protecting epidemic prevention goods and materials, go before hardship, snowflake flaps go up in the body, deep track keeps in snow ground...
我百无聊赖地点开，关掉，继续熟练地往下划，期待能够看到一点春天的气息。渐渐的，一帧帧照片，像是寒风中的那抹绿，让我的眼睛不能不做更久的停留。她，脱下防护服，眼睛四周被防护镜压出深深的印记，淡蓝的防护服被汗水洇成了深蓝。几根发丝零乱地粘在眼角，眼睛里闪耀着胜利的光。他，浑身挂满大大小小的药包，正忙着给困在家里的病人买药送药，步伐坚定，脸上绽放着温煦的笑容。冰天雪地中，他们，护着防疫物资，艰难前行，雪花拍打在身上，雪地里留下深深的脚印……
Feeling spreads, side side rings suddenly another breathes out the gale that breathe out, the fierce wind of that one unprecedented get on the car not to wet cogongrass uncover to come partly, raise, the car is in shiver. After wind passes, the grandfather resembles one honour there is emphatic pose like bronze statue. This pose, engrave in the brain of writer Mo Yan, incentive he, one step by step before row, move toward wider world.
思绪蔓延，耳边忽然响起另一场呼呼的大风，那一场史无前例的狂风把车上半干不湿的茅草揪出来，扬起，小车在哆嗦。风过后，爷爷像一尊青铜塑像一样保持着用力的姿势。这个姿势，刻在作家莫言的脑海中，激励着他，一步步前行，走向更广阔的天地。
At this moment, a piece of photograph jumps into my eye, for a long time involved my view. That is a roadside booth that does not pass usually again, there are all sorts of cooked foods on chopping board, the lamplight of nacarat warms warm ground is illuminating them, give money accordingly, seek two hands of 0. Below chopping board one dim, in the desk that builds in paper box and seat, the teacher that a little girl is getting on to computer screen, sit straight. A little light, shine upon gives her babyish face and dedicated double look. The onrush of life billow is on chopping board, below chopping board, be pair of knowledge long for with clinging. Have what thing it seems that, change in my heart...
这时，一张照片跳进我的眼帘，久久牵住了我的目光。那是一个再平常不过的路边摊，案板上摆放着各种熟食，桔红色的灯光暖暖地照着它们，照着递钱、找零的两只手。案板下一片昏暗，在纸箱搭成的书桌和座椅中，一个小女孩正对着电脑屏幕上的老师，坐得笔直。一盏小小的灯，映照出她稚气的脸和专注的双眼。案板上是生活滚滚的洪流，案板下，是对知识的渴求与执著。似乎有什么东西，在我心中化开……
I put down the mobile phone in the hand, sit before desk, take the first stroke of a Chinese character, begin to write line of business seriously. Discover a pen suddenly no longer so heavy, the wind outside the window breathes out the noisy move that breathe out, I write down 4 words on paper: Go before against the wind.
我放下手中的手机，坐在了书桌前，拿起笔，开始认真地写作业。突然发现笔不再那么沉重，窗外的风呼呼的响着，我在纸上写下四个字：逆风前行。