I have a desk lamp, it is the gift that father gave 7 years old of my birthday me that day. Now nowadays, it had accompanied me to spend so much wind storm rain. Although its brightness is already dim, be faced with fall into disuse, but it still is my most precious fortune.
我有一盏台灯，是我七岁生日那天父亲送给我的礼物。现如今，它已经陪伴我度过了那么多的风风雨雨。即使它的亮度已经昏暗，面临淘汰，但它依然是我最宝贵的财富。
This desk lamp is bright green, although appearance flatly, appearance is simple, can use rise very convenient. Lamplight resembles full marks / an old hand is touching me, very downy. These need to press switch to be able to be had only, so I fondle admiringly to it.
这盏台灯是亮绿色的，虽然外形平平，相貌朴素，可使用起来十分方便。灯光就像满分/一只大手抚摸着我，十分柔和。这些只需一按开关就能拥有，所以我对它爱不释手。
That day, the day is very dusky, brewing a heavy rain. I sit before the desk, staring 76 that is bright red on examination paper, I cried, by tear wanton slide. In house extremely static, have I and my desk lamp only it seems that. Tear soaked examination paper, blurred that bright red number. I am looking at desk lamp, visit deserted room again, the heart was full of lose and fear, I fear of parents blame, the teacher's groan, the classmate's supercilious look... I fear this mark, fear everything. Right now the desk lamp in the house is my best associate, ground of my too impatient to wait wants to pour out to it. Then, I turn on desk lamp, a downy lamplight blow on the face and come, it is the warmth that puts only in this frozen world it seems that, make me as if feel a warm current emerges all over. My beat became sufficient courage, begin to pour out to desk lamp, and desk lamp is listening silently my pour out.
那天，天十分昏暗，酝酿着一场大雨。我坐在桌前，凝视着卷子上那鲜红的76，我哭了，任由泪水肆意滑落。屋里静极了，似乎只有我和我的台灯。眼泪浸湿了试卷，模糊了那鲜红的数字。我望着台灯，又望了望空荡荡的房间，内心充满了失落和恐惧，我害怕父母的责备，老师的叹息，同学的白眼……我害怕这个分数，害怕一切。此时屋子里的台灯是我最好的伙伴，我迫不及待地想要向它倾诉。于是，我打开台灯，一股柔和的灯光扑面而来，似乎是这个冰冷的世界中仅存的温暖，令我仿佛感到一股暖流涌遍全身。我鼓足了勇气，开始向台灯倾诉，而台灯静静地听着我的倾诉。
After pouring out, my mood a lot of. At this moment, I discover lamplight is remained downy in that way, warm in that way, like magnify hand, touching me, how-to me. Immediately, I pick up confidence and courage again, told father and mother this fraction, made a plan afresh. Wait eventually came long-unseen final, I also had a right result. But face desk lamp this, I am silent however and reticent...
倾诉完后，我的心情好多了。这时，我发现灯光仍然是那样柔和、那样温暖，像张大手似的，抚摸着我，指引着我。顿时，我重拾信心和勇气，把这个分数告诉了父母，并重新制定了计划。终于等来了久违的期末考试，我也有了个不错的成绩。可是这次面对台灯，我却默默无言……
Before you can say Jack Robinson, desk lamp accompanies the good time that I spent 5 years, father prepares to change a new desk lamp to me. I do not agree naturally, but father said me however. Longing and dissatisfaction are completely in my heart, all the day downhearted. After father knows, gave me desk lamp again. Unlike as one used to do is, this desk lamp is sending out new ray. Father says he changed tube to this desk lamp. Before I am peering an eye this look brand-new " old friend " , it is in the heart full excited with joyance.
转眼间，台灯陪伴我度过了五年的美好时光，父亲准备给我换台新台灯。我自然不同意，可父亲却将我说了一通。我的心中满是思念与不满，整天闷闷不乐。父亲知道后，将台灯又给了我。不同于往常的是，这次的台灯散发着新的光芒。父亲说他给这个台灯换了灯管。我凝视着眼前这个焕然一新的”老朋友”，心里是满满的激动与喜悦。
This desk lamp is put on my desk all the time, see it every time, can touch my heart, wake up me to remember the dribs and drabs in. This desk lamp, perpetuation my heart...
这盏台灯一直放在我的书桌上，每当看见它，便会触动我的内心，唤醒我记忆深处的点点滴滴。这盏台灯，永存我心……(文/薛旭辰)