Every baronial ideal, must has a little starting point. -- preface
每个宏大的理想，总得有个微小的起点。——题记
There is a lawn outside the window. On the meadow growing a kind of lovely vegetable closely -- dandelion. What dandelion does not have a rose is gorgeous, what also do not have peony is bright, some is unknown to public only. I often syare blankly to dandelion. How does she resemble me!
窗外有一片草地。草地上密密长着一种可爱的植物——蒲公英。蒲公英没有玫瑰的艳丽，也没有牡丹的灿烂，有的只是默默无闻。我常常对着蒲公英发呆。她多么像我呀！
In boundless and indistinct sea of faces, I am one millet only. I do not have the appearance with colourful Jing, also do not have distinctive talent, some is commonplace only. Difficulty and setback have a special liking to me. Their cut the softness of my heart.
在茫茫人海，我只是一粟。我没有惊艳的容貌，也没有独特的才华，有的只是平庸。困难和挫折对我情有独钟。他们一次次割伤我内心的柔软。
Now, the warmth that stays in my heart accompanies my piano all the time only. Only piano is guarding the self-confidence of my heart remaining, guard my flimsy ideal. I imagine myself to sit before piano alone in azure seaside constantly, the hand points to glide key, also glide sea wind. Horizon the bird is in glide...
现在，留在我内心的温暖只有一直陪伴我的钢琴。只有钢琴在守护我内心残存的自信，守护我脆弱的理想。我时常幻想自己在蔚蓝的海边独坐在钢琴前，手指滑过琴键，也滑过海风。天边有鸟在滑翔……
Learn piano to also have quite long years. This goes all the way, I encounter a lot of twist. Have the teacher's patience fortunately, have parental love, I also was held out. But ideal and plump, reality forever very bone feeling.
学钢琴也有挺长的年月了。这一路走来，我遇到许多的坎坷。幸好有老师的耐心，有父母的爱心，我倒也挺了过来。但理想丰满，现实永远很骨感。
On the weekend piano class hour, the teacher says, 9, 10 cascade are taken an examination of can sign up, are you ready? I know one day this to be able to come, but still unaware. The melody of 10 class is deserve the reputations one enjoys really is difficult.
周末钢琴课时，老师说，九、十级联考可以报名了，你准备好了吗？我知道这一天会到来，但还是措手不及。十级的曲子真是名不虚传的难。
"Incorrect, here is rising tone! Here is rising tone!!
“不对，这里是升调！”
"Alas, this is 3 point to play repeatedly. This is 3 point to play repeatedly..
“哎呀，这是三指连弹。”
"Speed, speed is carried! ... "
“速度，速度提起来！……”
The teacher's word stimulates ear film, quiver my heart. Difficult really, too difficult really! I helpless feel dejected.
老师的话刺激耳膜，震颤我的内心。真的难，真的太难！无助的我黯然神伤。
That day afternoon, no less than I am really experienced going to. I step down a building. In gentle breeze, my overflowing is going aimlessly. Roadside has the Chinese rose with one delicate individual plant. It seems that master transplanting is in Chinese rose outdoor, can see the mark of elaborate earth up. I approach Chinese rose, accident discovery has the dandelion with one skinny individual plant on the side of its, the Xiaohua that still has a yellow luxuriants. I feel she appeared not to go down alive. I looked at her to sigh uncontrollably. For her, also be to be myself.
那一天下午，我实在练不下去了。我走下楼。在微风里，我漫无目的地走着。路边有一株娇嫩的月季。月季似乎是主人移植在室外的，能看出精心培土的痕迹。我走近月季，意外发现它的旁边有一株枯瘦的蒲公英，还有一个黄色的小花苞。我感觉她似乎活不下去了。我看着她情不自禁地叹了口气。为她，也是为我自己。
A rainstorm fell in night. Pitter-patter slept lightly I. I lie on the bed to carrying musical instrument chart on the back silently in the night. Remember Chinese rose suddenly, there is a few in my heart sad.
夜里下了一场暴雨。雨声惊醒了我。我躺在床上在黑夜里默默背着琴谱。突然想起月季，我心里有一些伤心。
When day break, rain stopped. I wrap around hurriedly the building below the garment goes seeing Chinese rose. As expected, chinese rose fails to had held out harships, it was broken off by harships. I crouch next bodies, hold the limb of Chinese rose in the palm with the hand, accident ground discovers dandelion is standing firm over, self-confidence is full. I look at dandelion abstractedly. It is harships likewise, you are standing firm bravely however, I why cannot?
天亮时，雨停了。我匆匆地披衣下楼去看月季。果然，月季没能挺过风雨，它被风雨折断了。我蹲下身子，用手托了托月季的枝干，意外地发现蒲公英在那里挺立着，自信满满的。我出神地看着蒲公英。同样是风雨，你却能勇敢地挺立着，我为何不能？
In returning the home, the dream of a Bai Rongrong is cherished it seems that in my heart. I pick up musical instrument chart again. The finger that becomes me is in on key when bounce, dandelion has dance lightly in my brain...
回到家中，我的心中似乎怀着一个白绒绒的梦想。我重拾琴谱。当我的手指在琴键上弹跳时，蒲公英就在我的脑海里翩翩起舞……