September 12th 2017 Week 37th Tuesday

Posted 2020-10-15 waitingdeng

Failure is the fog through which we glimpse triumph.

失败是迷雾，穿过它，我们就可以瞥见光明。

Sometimes the fog may be too thick to go through, and the final may be the one gets lost in the fog and never has the chance to see the light of triumph.

Lost in the fog, never means we can‘t walk out of it.

Step by step, carefully grop the way, maybe we find out the door or find out the path that can lead us to the bright.

 

I have decided not to grow up tame like the others who lay their necks on the threshold waiting for the ball and chain.

可我决定不要在长大之后变得像别人那么温顺，把脖子搁在铁砧上等待甜蜜的枷锁。

From The House on Mango Street.

The House on Mango Street, written by Mexican-American writer Sandra Cisneros.

It was a coming-of-age novel in 1984, mainly about a young gril and her life growing up in Chicago.