A what kind of person am I? This problem also answers even myself not to come out. Perhaps, you should ask by me again and again page, or it is early morning “ bites the small alarm clock that bell bell ” sings, they can give you wanted answer. Anyhow, if a person wants to understand me, so the mark that he needs to observe I stay in the life only but.
我是一个什么样的人？这个问题连我自己也回答不出来。也许，你应该去问一问被我翻来覆去的书页，或是清晨“叮铃铃”唱的小闹钟，它们会给你想要的答案。总之，如果一个人想要了解我，那么他只需要观察我在生活中留下的痕迹便可。
So, ask you to step the pace that I live as a spectator now.
那么，现在就请你作为一个旁观者踏上我生活的脚步吧。
Curtain is lifted, pass by the facula of a string of color, have a piece of sweet small bed, one person is not had for nothing above. The sky just is appearing the whitish color of a fish's belly-grey dawn, the rainwater that yesterday evening rests ceaselessly is abluent air. I canter to go up in the highway, happy hum move ditty, often hang down eye sees watch —— 5:30. The picture sinks broke spot, in an instant mosaic another act. Scorching, the ooze on my face gave thin thin sweat bead, arm blue veins is raised, carrying course of one large bag. The mother is so painstaking, I think, is she carrying so sinister sun on the head as one used to do? Setting sinks again since float, changed background music this nevertheless, if be ablaze,be full of the symphony of vigor before two times, it is the solo music that Wen Wanrou mixes this. There is the antependium of element white on ligneous desk, there is a cup of hot tea above. Dense in warm mist, give my composition side face fully, my eyes is gentle, finger is touching book gently, gnawing my “ manna ” . Solo music stops abruptly, countless pictures lighten out comes, every bits of bit spark gathers together together, became a dazzling eddy unexpectedly. Perhaps at this moment you can take the chance to see a few not quite harmonious pictures.
幕布掀开，掠过一串彩色的光斑，有一张温馨的小床，上面空无一人。天空刚刚透着鱼肚白，昨夜不停歇的雨水洗净了空气。我慢跑在大道上，愉快的哼着小曲，不时垂眸看看手表——五点半了。画面一沉碎成了光点，转眼又拼成了另一幕。骄阳似火，我的脸上沁出了一层薄薄的汗珠，手臂青筋凸起，正拎着一大兜子菜。母亲那么辛苦，我想，她往常就顶着如此毒辣的太阳吗？场景再次下沉又浮起，不过这次换了背景音乐，前两次如果是激昂富有活力的交响曲，这一次就是温婉柔和的独奏曲。木制书桌上铺着素白色的桌布，上面放着一杯热茶。氤氲暖雾中，透出我的作文侧脸，我眼神轻柔，手指则轻轻抚摸着书本，正在啃着我的“精神食粮”。独奏曲戛然而止，无数个画面闪现出来，点点星火汇聚在一起，竟变成了一个耀眼的漩涡。也许这时你会趁机看到几个不太和谐的画面。
Before long, I ever also was Koed by realistic picture wind. Alarm clock relapses instead answer rang several times, I just extended a hand to be pressed impatiently however be troubled by a bell, knead those who knead Xing Song to sleep the eye continues to immerse oneself in sleep greatly. Eddy turns faster more. I weary lazy ground lies on cushion for leaning on, look at the screen of product of the electron in the hand with pleasure. The air conditioning of air conditioning changes substantial plentiful to wear almost whole room, I however a bit is paid no attention to, just promote the book of at hand again some further. These pictures are not propped up like;burst;ulcerate;fester to come dispersedly, blend in eddy again.
曾几何时，我也曾被现实主义的画风打倒。闹钟反反复复响了好几遍，我却只是伸出手不耐烦地按掉了闹铃，揉揉惺忪的睡眼继续埋头大睡。漩涡越转越快。我慵懒地躺在靠垫上，津津有味地看着手中电子产品的屏幕。空调的冷气几乎化作实质充盈着整个房间，我却丝毫不在意，只是把手边的书又推远了些。这些画面支撑不住似的溃散开来，又融入漩涡。
Between bizarre and motley, you can see I am smiling to be walked out of from storm center, forward your smile says hello to —— this is the target in my heart: Do an assiduous, filial, rational to want, the person that has pursuit, approach the life with enthusiastic manner, treat the person beside with true heart.
光怪陆离间，你会看见我微笑着从风暴中心走出来，朝着你微笑问好——这便是我心中的目标：做一个勤奋、孝顺、有理想、有追求的人，用热情的态度对待生活，用真挚的心对待身边的人。
With respect to a when had looked like me article about glamour, do not want the report of blindly spirit away others, want to do the person of a discharge, active, bursting forth enthusiastic.
就像我看过的一篇关于魅力的文章，不要一味地偷走别人的电，要做一个放电的人，积极，并迸发着热情。(文/谢昀珂)