译文：The SunThe sun is shining in the sky.I, all of us are on the way to school. In Mao Zedong’s works, we are the morning sun; in Hemingway’s novels, we are the sun that never sets; in Cui Jian’s songs, we are the “eggs laid by the red flag”; in Wang Xiaobo’s ridicule, we are th e “eccentric pig”. We, are the sun; the sun, is us.Under the sun’s penetrating, we are grow ing up abreast of the time.The sun was what piled up by blocks,could be casually arranged, stacked,up to three it couldn’t be one.I felt so when I was 3.The sun was what painted in crayons,could be drawn as one liked,with the blue it couldn’t be red.I felt so when I was 5.The sun was what written in the fairy tales,which always began with “a sunny day”,in which written “it doesn’t go home when night comes” it couldn’t set.I felt so when I was 7.The sun was raised up by the school playground,could be illuminated wherever one stood,the sun on the left, the shadow must be on the right.I felt so when I was 9.The sun was laid out with puzzles,there was only one kind of combination,only in that way could a sun be worked out.I felt so when I was 11.The sun was learned in the Chinese class,we were taught to read word by word,“tai” on the left, “yang” on the right.I felt so when I was13.The sun was thought out after the deep consideration,the infinity of words,in which I could only describe it as “taiyang”.I felt so when I was 15.In the days passed by, we, as Macbeth said, also tasted the five flavors in life- - sourness, sweetness, bitterness, spiciness and saltiness. However, in the accumulation of days, in the dogmatic study, we have grown up, while our thoughts have become too identical to identify.But I want to break it, I want to visualize in my heart the sun of tomorrow, who has the countenance of incomparable beauty, but only does not come out after thousands of calls. This uncertainty, has added to the sun of tomorrow a sense of mystery, whose darkness before dawn has made me full of expectation.I think, therefore I am. The sun of tomorrow may be the other side of the darkness.Treasure LifeTouching the confusing night gently with fingers, it feels like water. A few bright spots are flickering in the sky like the glory of life, beautiful and bright. However, few people will notice the stars, try to discover the glory of life and treasure life.God has put the limited human life into the infinite universe. We feel our own tininess and helplessness as we sigh. Even though we are in a hurry and on the run, we can never change the indifference of heaven and earth, after several decades, allthat belong to our flesh and blood will return to ashes and dust.From ancient anthropoids’ standing up, to this day, human history has witnessed a sea of changes and upheavals. This has further proved that our short lifespan of decades cannot cover ten thousandth of one forward move of history. Our dedicated forefathers, who dug with their face to the earth and back to the heaven, were recorded by history; modern experts, doctors, who talk eloquently on the TV screen, are required by the society; whereas we ordinary ones, who cares? We came to the Earth, with happy tears, and will go away with sorrowful ones, why, till the day we are doomed, do we have to recall the fleeting life, as meteors flash across the sky, with a sigh? After all has become nothingness, and decades’ cultivation of life has withdrawn to darkness for comfort, history is still in progress, only our life will from then on become motionless.Nobody prevents me f rom thinking like this: take a deep breath, “hold up my head, look into the far distance, roar towards the sky”, the night is still ordinary……No, no, I might as well not think in that way, why put myself in a far-fetched environment to analyze and summarize? However great a man is, he is still a dust particle in the universe. Though we cannot change the length of life, we can improve the speed of it!It takes only one hundred years, during which we possess our lives, we can achieve “the 99 things one wants to do in his life”, and more. Even if the ending has already set, all the tears have set out, I won’t walk on resignedly. We must cherish our lives ourselves.I don’t know why I feel like this, which has made me more uneasy. The thoughts rooted in my heart are unfathomable and hardly to penetrate.The road ahead is enveloped in darkness, oh, I have nearly forgotten that it is endless. Since I don’t know the results of moving forward, so why move backward?As the people who have faith in Buddhism said, “life is for fulfillment of one’s duties”. If it is the case, then the trial of time limited by life, is an opportunity for me to “fulfill my duties”.We don’t know, how much on earth life can give us, the only thing we can do is,to cherish every minute of life, to cherish the limited, and to create the limitless.原文：太阳太阳，当空照。