From the window of my room, I could see a tall cotton-rose hibiscus. In spring, when green foliage was half hidden by mist, the tree looked very enchanting dotted with red blossom. This inspiring neighbor of mine often set my mind working. I gradually regarded it as my best friend.
　　从我的房间的窗子向外望去,可以看到一株高大的芙蓉树.春日里,芙蓉树在薄雾中若隐若现,红花点点,样子实在迷人.它总是赋予我灵感,让我思如泉涌.时间久了,我竟把这菱蓉视为知已了.
　　Nevertheless, when I opened the window one morning, to my amazement, the tree was almost bare beyond recognition as a result of the storm ravages the night before. Struck by the plight, I was seized with a sadness at the thought “all the blossom is doomed to fall”. I could not help sighing with emotion: the course of life never runs smooth, for there are so many ups and downs, twists and turns. The vicissitudes of my life saw my beloved friends parting one after another. Isn’t it similar to the tree shedding its flowers in the wind?
　　然而,一天清晨,当我推开窗子时,愕然发现前夜的一场风雨已将它摧残得落红满地.刹那间,我有一种"花开终有落"的悲凉感觉.这使我不由得发出一声慨叹:人生的旅途中,总是少不了种种羁绊,那些曲折的经历总会伴随着我们.曾经失去过的挚爱的朋友,生命的脆弱不正是像这随风而逝的花吗?
　　This event faded from my memory as time went by. One day after I came home from the countryside, I found the room stuffy and casually opened the window. Something outside caught my eye and dazzled me. It was a plum tree all scarlet with blossom set off beautifully by the sunset. The surprise discovery overwhelmed me with pleasure. I wondered why I had no idea of some unyielding life sprouting over the fallen petals when I was grieving for the hibiscus.
　　随着时间的流逝,我渐渐地把那天的感触淡忘了,一次出差回来,感到屋内的空气有些沉闷,于是我不经意的打开了窗,可就在那一瞬,我被眼前的景象惊呆了.窗外,一株李子树开花了,火红火红的花朵,满树都是.在夕阳的映衬下,分外美丽.这意外让我惊喜不已.没想到当初自己只顾悲伤,却没发现那凄凉的背后,竟存在着如此坚强的灵魂.
　　When the last withered petal dropped, all the joyful admiration for the hibiscus sank into oblivion as if nothing was left, until the landscape was again ablaze with the red plum blossom to remind people of life’s alternation and continuance. Can’t it be said that life is actually a symphony, a harmonious composition of loss and gain.
　　是啊,当芙蓉的最后一片花瓣凋落之时,人们以往对它的赞许都已成为过眼去烟.可如今,李子树却成长起来了,那火红的花儿正向人们昭示着生命的更迭与繁衍.谁能否认生命原本就是一场得失共存的交响音呢?

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