This lifetime, I can carry your hand, go seeing the beauty of the world.
这一生，我都会携着你的手，去看世界的美丽。
—— preface
——题记
Midsummer night, look up at a sky, look at ignore concealed ignore bright star child, spellbound and helpless mood blow on the face and come. This is pair of distance, perplexed to what did not come. Be in however at this moment the bottom of the heart is gushing a sound, mood Wenwan is sturdy, tell oneself: It is a horse with the dream, not dread distance.
仲夏之夜，仰望天空，看着忽隐忽明的星子，茫然无助的情绪扑面而来。这是对远方，对未来的迷惘。却在这时心底涌出一个声音，语气温婉坚定，告诉自己：以梦为马，不惧远方。
It is a horse with the dream. Can what is the dream? Dream, it is to be touched namely undone bubble, still be an illusion that cannot feel. Not! The dream is a dream. It is supportive butterfly broken chrysalis, fly to celestial belief; It is to hold in the palm cite red carp spare no effort very quickly, had flown the force of dragon door; It is to break up more the south wind that life dense fog lets a person encounter light. And I also have a dream, the dream is become with literal associate with, it is with water Chinese ink makeup bookman. This dream changes horse of a purplish red, carrying me to pursue the spark of distance.
以梦为马。可梦是什么？梦，是一触即破灭的泡沫，还是无法触摸的镜花水月。不！梦是梦想。它是支持蝴蝶破茧，飞向天空的信念；它是托举红鲤奋力一跃，飞过龙门的力量；它更是驱散人生迷雾让人遇见光明的南风。而我也有一个梦，梦想成为与文字为伍，以水墨为妆的文人。这个梦化成一匹枣红马，载着我追寻远方的星火。
I often am obsessed with those books like cate, each are sending out distinct fragrance. I love the permutation of those Protean characters to combine. My constant and book go-between content seek the essence of life. Sometimes, I am read " red Lou Meng " resembling is to sample portion fruit cake, acid is sweet interweave, recall yuan of end. Sometimes, I read the Tao of work just like of Lu Xun gentleman to eat a spicy hot chaffy dish, it is small suck only juice of a soup has the feeling with a carefree body, hemp is hot inviting. Inspect a book to be like cate, live want food, spirit wants a book. A good book always wants a cup of Qing Ming to be accompanied, wave in the wind fume sweet in the vermilion gates-red-lacquered doors of wealthy homes that turns strange unreal world.
我常常痴迷那些如美食般的书籍，每一本都散发着独特的香味。我喜爱那些千变万化的文字的排列组合。我常与书中人物探寻人生的真谛。有时，我阅读《红楼梦》就像是品尝份水果蛋糕，酸甜交织，回味元穷。有时，我阅读鲁迅先生的作品宛如饕食一份香辣火锅，仅是小嘬一口汤汁便有通体畅快之感，麻辣诱人。视书籍如美食，生存要食物，精神要书籍。一本好书总要一杯清茗相伴，袅袅的熏香中推开奇幻世界的朱门。
I have a dream also can oneiromancy. Not big room has full marks always however / corner heaven and earth, “ circle raises ” to wear inside ” of a lot of some “ pet. On the ground and sit, letter hand is portable coming is continuously book spirit, book of systemic excessive dip is sweet in. Presently and, the point that place of line of sight reachs, pick up one interesting article paragraph, open note fine fine bun is written, comprehend among them lasting appeal. Learn daily, if meet the work that loves bookman, feeling topic spring emerges kind ceaseless, relatively rise to come to those who forget food and sleep also have surely really degree. Of all ages, the night sky numerous star of the literary world. Old poem word is passed sing carry more, love pole first of the Qin Dynasty plain and pure, be intoxicated in the acoustical musical sound with wonderful magnificent of word of Tang poetry the Song Dynasty. Foreign literature, " 1001 night " illuminative, " Lu Bin inferiors to be written down adrift " teach me the society hopeful, still have Saimodisi what the wording and purpose of what one writes is obsessed with a Jihede of chivalric culture that to let me experience a pen to be like a knife indeed is sharp, extremely all analyse worldly 100 condition.
我有梦也能够圆梦。不大的房间却总有满分/一隅天地，里面“圈养”着许多有的“宠物”。席地而坐，信手便携来便是缕缕书魂，全身淫浸书香之中。俄而，视线所及之处，拾得一趣文段，便打开笔记细细纂写，领悟其中韵味。日常学习，若遇上所爱文人的作品，思绪话题泉涌般不断，较起真来必也有废寝忘食之度。古往今来，文坛的夜空繁星一片。古老诗词传唱多载，爱极了先秦的质朴纯真，陶醉在唐诗宋词瑰丽美妙的声韵。外国文学，《一千零一夜》启蒙，《鲁滨逊漂流记》教我学会乐观，还有塞万提斯笔下那个痴迷骑士文化的堂吉诃德着实让我感受到笔如刀的锋利，极尽剖析世间百态。
Chase after a dream to be not wind one time to arrange, as the accentuation of school work, of the university entrance exam approach, it is all day in examination paper, be some lack. Wake up to reality in some day however, do not prevent it is friend with examination paper, amid searchs literal glamour. It is such idea, I begin fine fine article read fun of the hidden in coiling, a novel, a group of interests pursue, a pile of formulary number, brains turns rapidly, nib flutters, a wave enters knowledge halt, the sort of contented and cheerful feeling arrives again, this is absent drab.
追梦非一番风顺，随着学业的加重，高考的逼近，终日在考卷中，是有些乏了。却在某日醒悟，不防与卷子为友，在其中寻找文字的魅力。是这样的想法，我开始细细品读卷中隐藏的乐趣，一篇小说，一组趣图，一摞公式数字，头脑飞快转动，笔尖飞舞，知识一波波入驻，那种充实愉悦的感觉再次降临，这不在乏味。
I often say to oneself, you are not alone on the road that grow, bookman dream accompanies you all the time, lose is sad, excited mirth, all pained fun can enrich life.
我常常对自己说，成长的路上你不孤独，文人梦一直陪伴你，失落难过，激动欢笑，所有苦恼乐趣都会充实人生。
I often say to oneself: Since chose distant place, consider harships travel at double speed only!
我常常对自己说：既然选择了远方，便只顾风雨兼程！(文/陈思闽)