Cloudy sky is hanging a blood-red the setting sun, violent wind afflux window beats my heart continuously.
阴沉的天空挂着一抹血红的夕阳，猛烈的风涌进窗户直击我的内心。
Am I hopeful still?
我还有希望吗？
As expected, my take an examination ofing was bungled. There is bright red “65” on the examination paper of black and white alternate with.
不出所料，我考砸了。黑白相间的试卷上刻着鲜红的“65”。
I stare this horrible examination paper, be just as the abyss that staring that to lose sight of a bottom. “ alas, still calculated. ” my heart is thinking acedialy, can be this ashamed Tibet only in satchel.
我凝视这惨不忍睹的试卷，犹如凝视着那看不见底的深渊。“唉，还是算了。”我内心绝望地想着，只能将这份羞耻藏在书包中。
Wind is bigger.
风更大了。
The satchel that holding this piece of examination paper is just as gigantic vessel of a hoisting jack, press so that I do not pant to go up come, I am low first, want the look of escape everybody, but this is deceive oneself stops undoubtedly.
装着这张试卷的书包犹如一座千斤巨鼎，压得我喘不上气来，我低下头，想要避开所有人的目光，可这无疑是掩耳盗铃罢了。
I push a door cautiously, do not know parents is met new to my this “ history low ” is made why impressions. “ it doesn't matter is alarming, be taken an examination of well again. ” canorous sound bumps on my body. “ alas! What do you say to work directly? ” transmits a mother closely to blame father's sound then, after I listen, heart more ache, frowsty head ran into a bedroom.
我小心翼翼地推开家门，不知道父母会对我的这次“历史新低”作何感想。“没什么大不了，再好好考嘛。”响亮的声音撞在了我的身上。“哎呀！你直接说干什么？”紧接着便传来母亲责备父亲的声音，我听后，内心更加地酸痛，闷着头跑进了卧室。
It is caky that the air when dinner ases if, although dish as always delicate, but in the mouth in me as silt general and dry insipidity. If here is embarrassed,the mother sees me, busy comfort me to say: Was “ taken an examination of good with respect to? I tell you, if yourself is crestfallen, everybody cannot give you the hope then. ” hears this word I or cerebra a blank. The mother was told to me again a lot of beside her the student's example, actually is to want to say to me, want not to abandon only, meet hopeful. The speech word word of simple palpability is warm my heart. “ knew, knew. ” I however the mood shows some not controlledly impatient. I feel for my reaction questioningly, but it is in the heart ineffable irritated.
晚饭时的空气仿佛是凝固的，尽管菜肴一如既往的美味，但在我的嘴中如同泥沙一般干涩无味。母亲见我如此地窘迫，忙安慰我说：“不就一次没考好吗？我告诉你，要是你自己都气馁了，那谁也给不了你希望。”听到这番话我还是大脑一片空白。母亲又给我讲了很多她身边学生的例子，实则是想对我说，只要不放弃，就会有希望。简单明了的话语字字温暖着我的内心。“知道了，知道了。”我却情绪不受控地显出有些不耐烦。我为我的反应感到诧异，但心里就是莫名的烦。
After the meal, return house in, look at that piece of examination paper, “65” already no longer blood red is harsh, I pick up confidence again, preparation begins my new journey again, I know, I must put down everything a moment ago, give oneself a hope!
饭后，回到屋里，看着那张试卷，“65”已不再血红刺目，我重拾信心，准备再次开始我新的征程，我知道，我必须放下刚才的一切，给自己一个希望！
Pick up a hope again, the heart blossoms as before clearly fine plain!
重拾希望，内心依旧绽放历历晴川！(文/王柏涵)