My childhood is remembered, be filled in to get full to the brim by those art classes. Total meeting praises beautiful female teacher glibly I, say I am really clever, really gifted. That is sweet the dialect of be bored with, resemble the maltose of half be in harmony, make me deep-set among them.
我的童年记忆，被那些美术课塞得满满当当。漂亮的女老师总会滔滔不绝地表扬我，说我真聪明，真有天赋。那甜腻的语调，像半融的麦芽糖，让我深陷其中。
Later, I begin to distain those hard to learn to draw the person of the picture. The talent does not need hard, they do not have gifted clumsy namely just.
后来，我开始鄙视那些努力学画画的人。天才是不需要努力的，他们就是没有天赋的蠢才。
When I read 6 year, atelier changed a male teacher. He surnames Liu, 449 years old, high thin thin. He never boast we, pass after one's death from us every time, glance, what to say. Sometimes, he is taking a long foot, the station is behind us, maintaining a waist single-handed, the eye is staring at a picture. Spent for a long time, he spits a few suddenly to be commented on frozenly, knife resembling steel cuts a turnip general and flat.
我读六年级的时候，画室换了一位男老师。他姓刘，四五十岁，高高瘦瘦的。他从不夸我们，每次从我们身后经过，就看一眼，也不说什么。有时，他拿着一根长尺，站在我们身后，一手撑着腰，眼睛盯着画。过了许久，他突然吐出几句冰冷的点评，像钢刀切萝卜一般干脆。
Mr. Liu never says " gifted " the word of and so on.
刘老师从不说“有天赋”之类的话。
Draw near check level, classmates made greater efforts, class hind also can stay, continue to be drawn in atelier. I also am forced to stay accordingly. Only plumbic stroke crosses the noise with sketch ringing paper in atelier, occasional has voice of rubber attrition paperbacked. Everybody's look was in by fasten on drawing paper, writing all over the face serious. I am a little absent-minded, the picture also did not give prize in that way before.
临近考级，同学们更加努力了，课后也会留下来，继续在画室里画。我也只好跟着留下来。画室里只有铅笔划过素描纸清脆的响声，间或有橡皮摩擦纸面的声音。大家的目光都被拴在了画纸上，满脸写着认真。我有些心不在焉，画也没有以前那样出彩了。
There is heavy footstep noise to rise on corridor, clearer and clearer. The door is opened, a simple and honest laugh came in accordingly, flap like tide reef -- the old hand that there is him by the side of Mr. Liu Bian Xiao, applause is so strong. "Good child, you can draw better more certainly! Also want such effort later! " he does not live the place nods. The piscine end grain of canthus is folded together, also do not hide his gratified look. I see his Lie opens mouth laugh for the first time.
走廊上有沉重的脚步声响起，越来越清晰。门打开，一阵浑厚的笑声跟着进来了，像潮汐拍打礁石——刘老师边笑边拍着他的大手，掌声是那么有力。“好孩子，你们一定会越画越好的！以后也要这样努力啊！”他不住地点点头。眼角的鱼尾纹叠在一起，也藏不住他欣慰的目光。我第一次看见他咧开嘴笑。
My mind one terrified, the hand is hanged in in the air, be at a loss. He never boast crosses us. This, he is none miserly laudatory language. A such common admiration, pullbacked me absent-minded in reality. I am abrupt display vigour spirit.
我的心头一怔，手悬在半空中，不知所措。他从来没有夸过我们。这一次，他毫不吝啬赞美的语言。这样一句普通的赞赏，把心不在焉的我拉回了现实之中。我突然振作了精神。
After all what is laudable? I appear from Liu the result got over there the teacher.
到底什么是值得赞赏的？我似乎从刘老师那里得到了答案。
In the past, I always am myself so called " endowment " and conceited. And Mr. Liu admires, it is acquired effort however. Effort is more laudable than endowment, be?
过去，我总为自己所谓的“天赋”而自负。而刘老师欣赏的，却是后天的努力。努力比天赋更值得赞赏，不是吗？