The sky of stretch to the horizon ases if is a depressed child, just white complexion comes down murkily gradually, be replaced by heavy hoar. Piquant wind is strung together in disorder everywhere, play with the curtain rose to play hide-and-seek, its circumjacent silken silk is in the dancing that follow wind.
一望无际的天空仿佛是一个阴郁的孩子，刚刚洁白的脸色渐渐阴沉下来，被沉重的灰白色取代。调皮的风四处乱串，与窗帘玩起了捉迷藏，其周边的绸丝在随风舞蹈。
The corner of the room, putting a desk and chair, I am sitting to write line of business quietly over, facing mathematical difficult problem, I however a bit does not have main threads of an affair. Draw near exam, my heart always is troubled by a few bagatelle. I rose a cup of milk, make as far as possible him calm, deep breathing at a heat, continue to raise pen and difficult problem to battle, imperceptible, a few hour went, I to white much blacker little exam paper can find no way out, I begin to catch mad, the heart lighted indignant fire. I am flat cruel-hearted, stood, shout furiously: “ was not written! ” follows heavy sound throwing a pen to ring from the desk. I go to the front of the window, stand still downheartedly hereat.
房间的角落，摆放着一套桌椅，我在那里安静地坐着写作业，面对着数学难题，我却丝毫没有头绪。临近考试，我的心总被一些琐事烦恼。我起身倒了一杯牛奶，尽量使自己平静下来，深呼吸一口气，继续提笔与难题对战，不知不觉，几个钟头过去了，我对着白多黑少的答卷一筹莫展，我开始抓狂了，内心燃起了愤怒之火。我干脆一下狠心，站了起来，气愤地嚷道：“不写了！”随之一声重重的摔笔声从桌上响起。我走到窗前，无精打采地伫立于此。作文 WwW.ZuOwENbA.NeT
The station is by the side of the window, staring the scenery outside the window. Have a clear pond nearby, qing Bo ripples, between leaf of piscine play lotus, frog cries below pond a low bank of earth between fields. I can'ted help sighing gently, see a sky sadly, feel immediately all round became black gray at a draught, the flower smiles no longer, wind no longer gentle, birdie stopped to sing, if chump is general and erect,cultivate greatly do not move, everything all around appears Dou Jing stops to be not moved. I two confused, lax in discipline must mop up between house rise, an a meter many tall yellow bookcase caused my attention, I extended handle gently to be touched gently, there already was a thin thin dust above. My conveniently took a piece of paper, the shop was in on the ground on the ground and sit, I raised a head, both hands stalls chin, hoping to once fondled admiringly collect carefully the book of for a long time, was immersed in contemplative: “ is ferial in, know to attend class only, exercise, leaf through the book that exposes on this bookcase without idea intention ground however, take the opportunity, why to leave ongoing pace ceaselessly, does with the book medium character come interior dialog? ” day is gradually light rise, bird rang to bleat livelily sound. The work that I take a Yu Hua " brother " , began to read from the beginning rise, there is elegant illustration in the book, without the character's effigies, but each sentence that reading each character composition, savouring each sentence to form each paragraphic, the character in the book ases if to be before, begin interior communication with oneself.
站在窗边，凝视着窗外的景色。不远处有一个清澈的池塘，清波荡漾，鱼戏莲叶间，蛙鸣塘埂下。我不禁轻轻叹了口气，悲伤地看了看天空，顿时觉得周围一下子变成了黑灰色，花不再微笑，风不再温和，小鸟停止了歌唱，大树如木头人一般直立不动，四周的一切似乎都静止不动了。我两眼迷茫，自由散漫得在屋间扫荡了起来，一个一米多高的黄色书柜引起了我的注意，我伸出手轻轻地抚摸了一下，上面已有了一层薄薄尘埃。我随手拿起了一张报纸，铺在了地上席地而坐，我抬起了头，双手拖住下巴，望着一本本曾经爱不释手又珍藏了许久的书籍，陷入了沉思：“平日里，只知道上课，作业，却没有心思用心地翻看一本书柜上陈列的书，借此机会，何不停下前进的步伐，与书中的人物来一次心灵的对话呢？”天渐渐明亮了起来，鸟儿响起了欢快的鸣叫声。我拿起一本余华的作品《兄弟》，从头开始读了起来，书中没有精美的插图，没有人物的肖像，但读着一个个文字组成的一个个句子，品味着一个个句子形成了一个个章节，书中的人物仿佛就在眼前，与自己开始心灵的交流。
Arrange orderly between the lines from inside the book in, I understood head of hero Li Guang is an adamant fellow. He as a child much calamity is much more difficult, 10 years old or so became roam about the orphan of street, but before difficulty he complains without a bit. Come in order to collect rubbish all the day keep the pot boiling, after the prothorax that should see he is hungry is stuck unlucky, I feel nose acid is acerbity, the eye is wet also, but see Li Guang head is hopeful and firm again, the smiling face of raise self-confidence, a pair of day is not afraid of the lovely appearance that the ground is not afraid of, I can defeat tears again and laugh. Character of Li Guang head is modelled very bright, he says sincere letter, dare do dare become, know be thankful, adamant, from empty stomach rumbles and one often collects rubbish plum rubbish, to millionaire, multimillionaire, the Li Zong of billionaire, it is him adamant, the achievement that make arduous efforts. A such life overmatch that do not bow before difficulty, can you make a person how admire? My finger tip has delimited gently the beautiful character in the book, the tone turning over a book of one page page is wonderful like music, I am enmeshed in the clue of the with one climax following another in the book, filar silk joy ripples in mind, the magical contribution of Li Guang head makes me blow eye photograph to wait for really.
从书中排列整齐的字里行间里，我了解到了主人公李光头是一个坚强不屈的汉子。他从小就多灾多难，十岁左右便成了流浪街头的孤儿，但在困难面前他没有丝毫抱怨。整天以捡垃圾来维持生活，当看到他饿的前胸贴后背时，我就感到鼻子酸酸的，眼睛也湿润了，但又看到李光头乐观坚强，扬起自信的笑脸，一副天不怕地不怕的可爱样子，我又会破涕而笑。李光头人物塑造十分鲜明，他讲诚信，敢做敢当，懂得感恩，坚强不屈，从一个常常饥肠辘辘而捡垃圾的李垃圾，到百万富翁，千万富翁，亿万富翁的李总，都是他坚强不屈，努力奋斗的成果。这样一位在困难面前不折腰的生活强者，怎能不令人敬佩？我的指尖轻轻划过书中优美的文字，一页页的翻书声如音乐般美妙，我沉浸在书中波澜起伏的情节，丝丝快乐在心头荡漾，李光头的神奇功绩真令我刮目相待。
Stroke crosses blandly of a breeze my hair a bit, I look up at sun of keep a lookout, right now sun already poked cloud and mist, aureate ray bend is aspersed on the pond, wave light is crystalline. Time already passed stealthily, should go back write line of business, I look again to the sun outside the window, golden and bright, it is like posse blaze, burning in my heart, I am looking at that lofty bookcase seriously again, gave out me to laugh of understanding. Before I return desk cheerfully, took a pen afresh, there is sound of a sound to rise it seems that in the heart: The unremitting of head of “ Li Guang is not the spirit that we learn? His making arduous efforts is not the example that we learn? We should become the slave that the master and rather than of study learns! ” I hearten in the battle that throws a title again ……
一阵微风柔和地拂过我的发稍，我抬头望了望太阳，此时的太阳已拨开云雾，金色的光芒倾洒在池塘上，波光粼粼。时间已悄悄流逝，该回去写作业了，我再一次看向窗外的太阳，金黄灿烂，它如一团烈火，燃烧着我内心的深处，我再一次认真地望着那高大的书柜，发出了我会心的一笑。我愉悦地回到书桌前，重新拿起了笔，心中似乎有一个声音响起：“李光头的坚持不懈不正是我们学习的精神吗？他的努力奋斗不正是我们学习的榜样吗？我们要做学习的主人而非学习的奴隶！”我鼓起勇气再次投入到题目的战斗之中……
The road of life, inevitable difficulty is heavy, ongoing all the time not certain gains is full; Stop offal pace, it is one kind is enjoyed sometimes, it is a kind of need sometimes, it is a kind of wisdom sometimes.
人生之路，必然困难重重，一直前进并不一定收获满满；停下脚步，有时是一种享受，有时是一种需要，有时是一种智慧。
Now and then stop, really good.
偶尔停一下，真好。(文/杨绵凤)