成长的烦恼

不知是因为成长才会烦恼，还是在烦恼中才得以成长，总之烦恼与成长相伴，正如成功总是网罗着大量的失败。

I don't know if it's because I grow up that I will worry, or if I grow up in worry. In a word, worry and growth go hand in hand, just as success always catches a lot of failures.

如果说幼年时因为得不到想要的玩具而哭闹算不上一种烦恼，那么真正的烦恼在上学后便诞生了。

If it's not a worry to cry when you are young because you don't get the toys you want, then the real worry is born after school.

童年时：琴与自由

Childhood: Piano and freedom

至今还忘不了那一天，父亲在经济条件并不宽裕的情况下为我买了萨克斯，他是希望我能像某些孩子那样学会弹奏一样乐器，尽管我对此毫无兴趣。

I still can't forget that day when my father bought me a Sax under poor financial conditions. He hoped that I could learn to play the same instrument as some children, although I had no interest in it.

了不辜负父亲的期望，我决心好好练管。但当我成为班里年龄最小的学员，抱着比自己轻不了多少的萨克斯时，我明白为此我将付出代价--不到半个小时的练习就让我连胳膊也抬不起来。几个月过去，除了肩膀上红印的加深，琴技并没有多大长进。

Having lived up to my father's expectations, I am determined to practice my management. But when I became the youngest student in the class, holding a Sax that was not much lighter than myself, I knew that I would pay for it - less than half an hour of practice would make me unable to lift my arms. In the past few months, apart from the deepening of the red mark on the shoulder, the zither technique has not made much progress.

院里的青草枯黄了，花也谢了。在此之后的岁月里，我竟以惊人的忍耐力熬过了父亲、母亲和邻居责备(大概受不了我的“琴声”)的时光。在练琴的噪音中，心中充满了苦恼与无奈，常幻想在一个美丽的花园里与同龄人尽情玩耍，让疲惫的身体解脱。童年的时光在一种无聊的行为中流逝。

The grass in the yard has withered and the flowers have withered. In the years that followed, I survived the reproaches of my father, mother and neighbors (probably my "piano sound") with amazing endurance. In the noise of piano practice, my heart is full of anguish and helplessness. I often fantasize about playing with my peers in a beautiful garden to free my tired body. Childhood passes in a kind of boring behavior.

终于有一天，父亲在我练完琴后对我说：“以后你别再练了。”然后把琴锁在箱子里，再没打开。我呆呆地站了半天，不知该欢呼还是该流泪。

Finally one day, my father said to me after I finished playing the piano, "don't practice again later." Then lock the piano in the box and never open it again. I stood for a long time, not sure whether to cheer or cry.

初中时：让我再看那灯光

Junior high school: let me see the light again

隔开我和父母房间的是一扇门。每晚，如果门开着，我就可以看到父母屋中柔和的灯光

There is a door between my parents and me. Every night, if the door is open, I can see the soft light in my parents' room

小时候，每晚那门是开着的，只要看到那灯光，心里就不会因独自一人而感到害怕。

When I was a child, the door was open every night. As long as I saw the light, I would not be afraid of being alone.

上初中后，父母为了让我更专注地学习，每晚把门紧紧地关上，我看不到那灯光了。当我在学习感到疲惫时，打开那扇门想感受一下父母带来的温暖，却看到父母异样的眼光，只得赶紧把门关上，重新打开书本。

After junior high school, my parents closed the door tightly every night to let me focus on my study. I couldn't see the light. When I feel tired in my study, I open that door to feel the warmth brought by my parents, but I see their different vision, so I have to close the door quickly and reopen the book.

灯光，哪怕一丝的灯光也会驱散我心中的孤独，但我却看不到它。

Light, even a little light will dispel the loneliness in my heart, but I can't see it.

曾经为英语的成绩徘徊不上着急过；曾经为一次失手的生物考试痛心过；也曾为即将到来的语文考试不知所措过。旧的烦恼刚刚过去，新的烦恼又使我消除它而加倍努力。

I've been worried about my English performance; I've been distressed by a failed biology test; I've been overwhelmed by the coming Chinese test. The old troubles have just passed, and the new troubles make me work harder to eliminate them.

学习是苦与乐的统一，经历过无数次烦恼获得的成功喜悦虽然短暂，却永远值得回味。那无数次的烦恼也为我记录了所付出的艰辛的努力。

Learning is the unity of bitterness and joy. Though the joy of success after countless troubles is short, it is always worth remembering. The countless troubles also recorded the hard work for me.

在烦恼中我成长了，正如无数失败后得到了成功。我渴望成长，哪怕带着一个烦恼的心。

I grew up in my troubles, just as I succeeded in countless failures. I am eager to grow, even with a troubled heart.