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Companionship with Writing 与写作为友
It has been almost five years ever since I first wrote English essays on the Internet. My companionship with English writing can actually date back to as early as my Senior Three, the time when I was caught up in some disastrous depression. It was a misfortune which had never ever been expected to befall me, nor had it been expected to tie writing and me together. However, after I entered college, for inattention to my recovery I was pent-up from time to time. The consequences were that whatever I had finished writing, some time later I would hardly bear to read them. More than once I was even determined to give up, but then I went back on it before long. As for the reason, on one hand it's because I feel it beyond myself to master writing as such arduous work, while on the other hand writing does have its unique attraction for the heart. Anyway, as for the latter, the premise is that you will have readers for what you write, and that is the reason why the exultation of writing has always been for me so lacking and thus extremely precious.
Though it can be seen that I'm after all a man who would hardly be resigned to loneliness, as one who matures in writing, I am more and more lost in the thought which questions an amateur on the qualities he should acquire, if only he wants to be a real writer. The perplexing thinking would bring me plenty of hardship and mental obstruction, especially when I once in a while make an attempt at discussing and reflecting some qualities in parts of my works. However, I am deeply aware that being far from someone who's abundant with a writer's qualities, the critical defect of mine has been my lack of wisdom in mind and excessive confusion in spirit.
自从我在网上写英语文章起，已经有快五年的时间。最早的时候是在高三，那时我遇上前所未有的打击，竟然甚巧就此与写作结了缘。后来在大学没有照顾好自己，精神几度郁结，以至于写出来的文字在一段时间后的自己看来都是不忍卒读。我甚至不止一次下决心放弃写作，而不久后又作反悔。其原因，一者自觉驾驭不了写作这一沉重的功课，二者又觉得写作独具一种对心灵的吸引力，但前提是你所写的东西会有读者——那也就是为什么写作的欢欣对我来说总显得稀缺而弥足珍贵。
虽然，由此可以看得出来，我终究是个不甘寂寞的人；但仿佛在写作中成长的我，越来越自然地要思考，想要成为一个真正的作家，一个写作人应该具有什么样的品质。这些思考带给我精神上的困顿与阻塞，尤其当我偶尔试图在自己的作品中讨论与反映某些品质。但无论如何我都深谙，我还未到成为一个具有丰富的作家品质的人。我的思想和精神都还很愚惘，而这也是我本身最大的缺陷。
虽然，由此可以看得出来，我终究是个不甘寂寞的人；但仿佛在写作中成长的我，越来越自然地要思考，想要成为一个真正的作家，一个写作人应该具有什么样的品质。这些思考带给我精神上的困顿与阻塞，尤其当我偶尔试图在自己的作品中讨论与反映某些品质。但无论如何我都深谙，我还未到成为一个具有丰富的作家品质的人。我的思想和精神都还很愚惘，而这也是我本身最大的缺陷。
