Fishy hogwash is mixing the glacial Cha in chophouse dish box to be poured out of from side door, winding into deformed small snake; The woman with alley mouth upstairs v/arc rent land or a house for subletting is forked waist shout curses is more than; A pair of husband and wife are transmitted to appear to always quarrel unendingly in backyard dozen of quarrelling sound, and the bark furiously with cuting dog of a pieplant. Alley child in exclusive street lamp sways in the dim light of night ghastly.
腥臭的泔水混合着小餐馆菜箱里的冰碴从侧门流出，蜿蜒成丑陋的小蛇；巷口包租楼上的妇女叉着腰叫骂不止；后院里传来一对夫妻似乎永无休止的争吵打骂声，以及一条大黄狗尖利的狂吠。巷子里唯一的路灯在夜色里摇曳成一片惨白。
I am sucked greatly at a heat, had crossed bumpy ground to hand in horizontal sewage, bypass tumbledown well is built, strong too tattered restaurant comes loose go out blast a lampblack, go downstair. Bay resembles the reason that clamp broke me like scissors.
我深吸一口气，跨过坑坑洼洼地面上交横的污水，绕过摇摇欲坠的井盖，冲过破烂饭馆散出的阵阵油烟，走到楼下。狗吠声像剪刀一样钳断了我的理智。
I stand in building entrance, baled rice line just went up in ground booth before there are ten minutes in the hand, raise a head, the lunt that breathes out exit forms ice in a inch of Cun Ning in wintry night cold wind, circle winding around to rise on inky night sky. Abrupt is prevented not as good as, tears is sudden from point to seam be without omen ground to flush.
我站在楼门口，手里提着十分钟前刚在地摊上打包的米线，抬起头，呵出口的水汽在冬夜寒风里一寸寸凝结成冰，盘旋缭绕着升腾上漆黑的夜空。猝不及防，眼泪突然从指缝间毫无征兆地涌出。
I want to escape, go to informal where, forget the picture before.
我想逃，去随便什么地方，忘记眼前的景象。
Corner is that offensive to all the more of husband and wife shout curses; The back street is the playground of the school, the stack like rubbish hill market opening; In the future goes, the middleaged female tailor on the street is doing odd job below the lamp, study in the city for her child.
转角是那对夫妻愈加难听的叫骂；后街是学校的操场，垃圾小山般堆满了街口；往后走，街上的中年女裁缝在灯下做着零活，供她孩子在城里念书。
The wind severe cold of wintry night shows character.
冬夜的风严寒透骨。
Nowhere can escape, nowhere can be gone to, nowhere shelter oneself.
无处可逃，无处能往，无处容身。
I am exceeding detest at the moment this world, then effort take an examination ofing entered the best high school in city, ground of honor permits no turning back left to foster my birthplace and parents, want to cast off all these from now on. Now I also became strange customer, the window that passes through the dormitory looks up at a month in night, now and then recall former birthplace. At that time me ability suddenly Jing becomes aware: Alley child in more than have sewage and lampblack, still have twine in May joyfully on enclosure the Ling Xiao of in full bloom; More than have noisy and Bacchic bawl, still have the greeting that the neighbour when returning late is deeply concerned; More than have at night ghastly and empty lights, still have afternoon of meet by chance quiet and peaceful and carefree.
我极度厌恶眼前这个世界，于是努力考进了市里最好的高中，义无反顾地离开了养育我的故乡和父母，想要从此摆脱这一切。而今我也成了异乡客，透过寝室的窗在夜里抬头望月，偶尔记起从前的故乡。这时候我才蓦然惊觉：巷子里不止有污水和油烟，还有五月里缠绕在围墙上欣然怒放的凌霄；不止有嘈杂喧闹的叫骂声，还有晚归时邻居关切的问候；不止有夜里惨白空洞的灯火，还有午后不期而遇的静谧和安闲。
I detest myself rising calculating marketplace is reduced between an ancient unit of weight that fight an ancient unit of weight laic, forgot common however kindness is thicker between the family; I detest myself of alive common sloughy in hardship wades, forgot such experience to just make me learn to grow however; I detest myself to be in resentment with light disappears in anxiety, forgot to look up however see this worldly beauty.
我厌恶自己在升斗锱铢间沦为斤斤计较的市井俗人，却忘记了寻常人家之间善意更浓；我厌恶自己在世俗的泥沼中艰难跋涉，却忘记了这样的经历才令我学会成长；我厌恶自己在怨怼与愁苦中不见天日，却忘记了抬头看看这世间的美丽。
Poor, not be the job that what deserves to hate formerly. It is thoroughly a kind faint in darkness hold to secretly the attitude of labor force, it is the force of the travel before a kind of convergent in lair wing is hard. Between casual delinquency and bewilderment, be in countless times struggle and after anxiety, life perhaps can be gone to before flourishing ground more the direction of the hope. Twists and turns, painful, resentment, after been stride, can turn a heart into on one shallow mark one by one, flash slightly after fleeting time die.
穷，原不是什么值得怨恨的事。穷是一种在黑暗中隐隐坚持暗自蓄力的姿态，是一种在泥潭中收敛翅膀艰难前行的力量。在不经意的错失和迷乱之间，在无数次的挣扎和愁苦之后，生命也许更能欣欣向荣地前往希望的方向。波折、痛苦、怨恨，迈过之后，都会一一变成心上一道浅痕，在流年消逝后微微闪光。
“ life is the person of a narrate. There are two identical people on ” this world, have two identical stories impossibly also consequently. The life of two hundred and seventy-six million four hundred and forty-seven thousand two hundred and thirty-two gathers together together, get married, didymous, into the side, into the country, the story of two hundred and seventy-six million four hundred and forty-seven thousand two hundred and thirty-two also writes a composition each other from this blend confluent, become law of an example, ceremony, ancestor the sound of compasses, nation. Shirt-sleeve, collision, interweave, change, meeting annihilation does not have the sound of neither one person hear, also meet nobody share without a kind of sound. Such, forest You Yun of the weed in the bright moon on cool breeze, river, hill, the vault of heaven, frog of spring flower, Xia Ye cried in March, new snow of the frostwork that appear blood, branch, all without exception can tell place to listen for each story place, also do not have cannot see a move for each person place. Heart heart traffic, at every turn is linked together, all without exception of all things everythings on earth can be me all, amorous feelings 10 thousand kinds of all without exception can be felt for me. Each story is in or different, or same view and spatio-temporal in tell piece another beautiful. Why cannot be content gotten? Why to have thoroughly again so already?
“生命是一个说故事的人。”这世上没有两个完全相同的人，因而也就不可能有两个完全相同的故事。千千万万的生命汇聚在一起，成家、成对、成帮、成国，千千万万的故事也就由此相互作文交融汇合，成为家训、礼法、宗规、民族之声。融合、碰撞、交织、改变，没有一个人的声音会湮没无闻，也没有一种声音会无人共享。如此，林间清风、江上明月、山中野草、天穹游云、三月春花、夏夜蛙鸣、似血霜花、枝头新雪，无不可为每一个故事所讲所听，也无不可为每一个人所见所感。心心交通，事事相连，万事万物无不可为我所有，风情万种无不可为我所感。每一个故事都在或不同、或相同的风景和时空中讲出别样的美丽。何物不可得？既如此又何穷之有？
Constant look for, wander constantly, heave a sigh constantly. Duramen says: Is “ sad what be? If know sad what be, not sad. The solution of ” how afford for thought. I also desire he gives follow the lead of poor next definition, however after all reticent. I am forced to say: Have 2 minutes thoroughly, body end, heart end; Have 2 times thoroughly, before realizing, after realizing. Junior when I am fear of body end, the person that just understands heart end later all one's life god-given also riches and honour. Junior when I struggle desperately want to fly into gorgeous life, the attitude that ability understands to because wear,also be looked up at thoroughly later become cover is sufficient precious. When we come a person, lone fall for nothing, whats are taken do not come, only cry and laugh were done receive a gift briefly. Walk along the end of life, this case is roughly similar also, what to remain to also be taken away not, a person left. Be in to water end all right, sit when seeing the cloud rise, the end of the destiny still had better stay to give in vain delicate with Jian Jing, otherwise lifetime is bright red big violet, big fish big meat, person stays noisy and aggravating, more the New Year film in be like play, happy medium marriage celebrates music, apprentice has flourishing, dull insipidity, just incomputable blatant and dull. Might as well goes searching “ Chai Men to hear a yip, what wind snow night puts in person ” 's charge is poor with exultation. Guo Yuliang of Dan Jiaoqing pool, see clouds is weighed on skylark, poor, rich but enemy state.
时常寻觅，时常徘徊，时常叹息。木心说：“哀愁是什么呢？要是知道哀愁是什么，就不哀愁了。”何其耐人寻味的解答。我也欲效仿他给贫穷下一个定义，却终究无言。我只好说：穷有二分，身穷，心穷；穷有二次，悟前，悟后。年少时我惧怕身穷，后来才明白心穷的人一辈子也难得富贵。年少时我拼命挣扎想要飞进富丽堂皇的生活，后来才明白穷也因着仰望的姿态而变得弥足珍贵。我们来时只一个人，孤零零空落落，什么也带不来，只有哭声和笑声做了简略的迎接礼物。走到生命的尽头，这情形也大致相似，仍然是什么也带不走，只一个人离开了。行到水穷处，坐看云起时，命运的尽头最好还是留白给清淡和简静，否则一生大红大紫，大鱼大肉，徒留一片嘈杂恼人，更如戏中的贺岁片，乐中的婚庆曲，徒有繁华，索然无味，只是数不清的喧嚣和无聊。何妨去寻一寻“柴门闻犬吠，风雪夜归人”的清寒和欢欣。但觉清池过雨凉，见云雀上重霄，穷，又富可敌国。
Be questioned closely to sell “ holiday the wire-puller of medical ” by the police, she is shedding lachrymal say: “ 40 thousand a bottle, I became ill 3 years, ate 3 years, to buy drug, the house was done not have, family also procrastinates broke down, I do not think dead, I think living. ”
被警察逼问卖“假药”的幕后人，她流着泪说道：“四万块一瓶，我病了三年，吃了三年，为了买药，房子没了，家人也拖垮了，我不想死，我想活着。”
That alley child in fine chaotic shedding is like fine sewage had dripped the years of heterogeneous and young the time when, flow into bright and limpid and crystal trickling sluggishly brooklet gradually, stroke made the same score the exhibits hard brows in old time. It is an echo wall thoroughly, in the end of years, I wish to hear its longest echo.
那巷子里细细的污水浊流似淌过驳杂的岁月和幼时的年华，渐流成明澈清亮的涓涓细流，抚平了多年光阴里难展的眉头。穷是一堵回音壁，在岁月的尽头，我愿听它最悠长的回声。
“ end. The enemy that ” once made this I am awe-stricken, now I eventually can the presence that straight face welcomes it even.
“穷。”这个曾经令我畏惧的仇敌，而今我终于可以直面甚至迎接它的存在。
I recall again young when the hardest when, the family surrounds edge of a when sit in father dormitory tall footrest in those days, fry a dish enough feed. Await us in those days the poorest, played life however most the radian of heavy full figure.
我又记起幼时最艰难的时候，那时一家人围坐在父亲宿舍里的一把高脚凳边，炒一个菜便足够一餐。那时候我们最穷，却把生命拉出了最丰盈的弧度。
Guo Weiyu, see the sky, life not regret, one Suo misty rain, but urge by frost snow.
过微雨，看云霄，生平不悔，一蓑烟雨，但凭霜雪催。
Music eventually the person disappears, on the river several peaks are green.
曲终人不见，江上数峰青。(文/张新茹)