Last summer, I sit Gao Tieqian travels toward Nanjing. Come to Nanjing, the day just still shines, crossroad already heavy traffic.
去年暑假，我坐高铁前往南京旅游。来到南京，天还刚刚亮，十字路口早已车水马龙。
Come to the most lively cate market, I take out the one-time glove that gets ready already, bought the barbecue that loves most, the life of travel is so simple.
来到最热闹的美食街，我拿出早已准备好的一次性手套，买了最爱的烧烤，旅游的生活就是如此简单。
Transient a lane, inside discovery huge crowd of people, everybody's look is in it seems that what to look at, this ticks off the curiosity that had me, my bite off last barbecue, throw away bamboo is signed, walked into alley child.
路过一个小巷，发现里面人山人海，所有人的目光似乎都在看着什么，这勾起了我的好奇心，我咬掉最后一块烤肉，扔掉竹签，走进了巷子。
A sea of faces that hopes to be less than a head makes this not broad lane child more crowded, good get not easily in front, be squeezed again from the back. An effort, I come to foremost face, the instant was stupefied, see a person is holding begin to write or paint to write with the mouth only, a beautiful calligraphy is below. The cuff of bald ases if in the distress that pours out him, beautiful calligraphy ases if tell us, although had experienced great storms, also should firm such.
一眼望不到头的人海使本不宽阔的小巷子更加拥挤，好不容易钻到前面，又被挤到后面。一番努力，我来到最前面，瞬间惊呆了，只见一个人正用嘴叼着笔写字，下面是一幅优美的书法。光秃秃的袖口仿佛在倾诉他的苦楚，优美的书法仿佛告诉我们，即使经历过大风大浪，也应该坚强如此。
All round voice noisy and confused, but I see his brushstroke brushstroke seriously however write, not by all round place interference, I saw sunshine and self-confidence on his face, because drop into cereal bottom,the composition is done not have and cannot recover after a setback, perhaps absolutely, let what I changed pair of hobo be fed up with, these “ make a living as a performer person ” unlike someone else is same, he tells people with his effort, i! Also can accomplish euqally.
周围人声鼎沸，可我却认认真真地看他一笔一画的写字，不被周围所干扰，我在他的脸上看到了阳光与自信，作文没有因为跌入谷底而一蹶不振，也许正是如此，让我改变了对流浪汉的讨厌，这些“卖艺者”不像其他人一样，他用自己的努力告诉人们，我！也一样可以做到。
Beside, still an ear is broken acute hearing youth, there is a picture beside his, it is Beethoven, although he is not spiccato piano, it is to pull a two-stinted bowed instrument with a lower register than Jingo however, he is wearing a pair of sunglasses, grow long beard, beside a crutch, perhaps be his support, his double eye, perhaps …… alas! His raise hand pulls a two-stinted bowed instrument with a lower register than Jingo, sound unexpectedly so pleasant, singing a song to flow to distance like clear running water, although the life hits him, abandon him, he also did not abandon himself, lose light, contend for another light with respect to effort. I am dumbfounded: "How this is likely, how does he know bowstring is in? Is the music that how he knows to he is pulled again pleasant? I touch ” deeply, if not be deformity, they are the youths of great minds mature slowly.
身旁，还有一位双耳失聪的青年，他的身边挂着一幅画像，是贝多芬，他虽不是弹奏钢琴，却是拉二胡，他戴着一副墨镜，长长的胡子，身旁一根拐杖，也许是他的依靠，他的双眼，也许……唉！他扬起手拉二胡，声音竟如此动听，像清澈的流水唱着歌流向远方，即使生活打击他，放弃他，他也没有放弃自己，失去光明，就努力争夺另一份光明。我目瞪口呆："这怎么可能，他怎么知道弦在哪？他又怎么知道自己拉出的音乐是否动听？”我深深感动，如果不是残疾，他们就是大器晚成的青年。
Worthy trip! This journey makes my results full, firm and hopeful, perhaps be to lie the ray with the brightest people in darkness.
不虚此行！这次的旅行令我收获满满，坚强乐观，也许是处在黑暗中的人们最明亮的光芒。(文/田铠源)