On the road that grows in the person, total meeting is completely of salty all of joys and sorrows of life. Somebody compares the life into a book; Somebody compares the life into a cate; Somebody does a mix colors than life analogy dish …… is in my mix colors dish in have one plasterer, in the in me brain of brand.
在人成长的路上，总会是酸甜苦辣咸样样俱全。有人把生活比喻成一本书；有人把生活比喻成一道美食；有人比生活比喻做一个调色盘……在我的调色盘里有一抹灰，烙印的在我的脑海中。
Still remember, I play the game in field for the first time, that is me really true first time match. The first, to elder sister of battle Great Master. Great Master elder sister and my actual strength is differred too far too far, no matter how I try hard, how be like seriously why, I did not win one ball from beginning to end. The sort of despair and weak feeling, engrave in my heart, cannot forget. In the process of the match, my full marks / again ask oneself, are you actual strength really insufficient? Play the game, I cannot help putting acoustical cry bitterly, weak feeling resembles pricking sharp dagger again and again to my heart, so painful that choke. That is my first time, also be exclusive cry because of the match.
还记得，我第一次在球场打比赛，那是我真真正正的第一次比赛。第一场，对战大师姐。大师姐和我的实力差得太远太远了，无论我如何努力，如何认真如何如何，我始终没赢一球。那种绝望和无力的感觉，刻在了我的心里，无法忘记。在比赛的过程中，我一次满分/又一次的问自己，你真的是实力不够吗？打完比赛，我忍不住放声痛哭，无力的感觉像一把锋利的匕首一次又一次刺向我的心脏，痛得窒息。那是我第一次，也是唯一的一次因为比赛而哭。
Again later, somebody asks me: “ small Zuo , be defeated by the match to arrive hard are you not sad? Not sad? Likelihood? Just be to had been experienced more painful stopped, that time match makes me clear, this world never talent, only for lazy, bragging in vain is a talent is goofy stopped, so I should try hard, let already became stronger oneself, because I do not think,experience again the sort of painful.
再后来，有人问我：“小頔，输了比赛难到你都不伤心吗？不伤心？可能吗？只不过是经历过更痛的罢了，那一次的比赛让我明白，这个世界从来没有天才，只有为了偷懒，白诩是天才的傻瓜罢了，所以我要努力，让自已变得更强，因为我不想再体会那种痛了。(文/舒頔)