站在天堂的门口

首先，我的承认我是个胆小的悲观的女孩。

first of all, i admit that i am a timid and pessimistic girl.

看过09年春晚《不差钱》小品之后，小沈阳说过的“人的一生很短暂，有的时候跟睡觉是一样的，眼睛一闭，一挣，一天过去了，眼睛一闭，不挣，这辈子就过去了.”这就话一直让我感到惴惴不安，因为我很害怕某一刻我真的眼睛一闭就再也睁不开。我曾天真的认为，我时好人，我会例外。然而某一天的下午，我突然感觉睡意朦胧，眼睛一闭，挣扎了几下，真的还睁不开.

after reading the 2009 spring festival gala "not bad money" sketch, xiao shenyang said that "people's life is very short, sometimes it's the same as sleeping, once the eyes are closed, once earned, one day has passed, once the eyes are closed, not earned, this life will pass." this words has always made me feel uneasy, because i'm very afraid of a moment when i really can't open my eyes again. i was naive to think that when i was a good person, i would be the exception. however, one afternoon, i suddenly felt sleepy, my eyes closed, struggling for a few times, really can't open

等我清醒过来的时候，我被两个没有下巴的家伙反剪着双手推着踉跄着来到一个殿前，突然就有人大喊：“大王，这家伙是该入天堂还是该入地狱呢？”

when i woke up, i was pushed by two guys without chins to a temple. suddenly someone shouted: "king, should this guy go to heaven or hell？"

“我到底是该入天堂还是入地狱呢？”嘿，这问题我还真没想过。

"should i go to heaven or hell？" hey, i haven't thought about it.

“四眼先生你听好了，现在你的如实汇报你在上一辈子做过什么好事、坏事，我们会据实记录你的供词，然后由我们大小的判官组成的评审团决定你是该人地狱还是天堂？”我抬头一看，一个浑身蠕动着蛆虫的家伙正在大声嚷嚷，旁边一排骨瘦如柴的家伙正龇牙咧嘴，耀武扬威。

"listen, mr. four eyes. now you report what good and bad things you have done in your last life. we will record your confession according to the facts. then a jury composed of judges of our size will decide whether you are hell or heaven？" i looked up and saw that a guy crawling with maggots was shouting, and a row of bony guys next to him were showing their teeth and boasting.

我吓得一愣，一阵恐慌，心想难道我真的来到了人们传说中的死亡的门口？

i was shocked and panicked, wondering if i really came to the door of people's legendary death？

这个时候，那一排骨瘦如柴的家伙中间有人嚷嚷着“快说，快说.”

at this time, someone in that row of skinny guys yelled, "come on, come on."

我无奈的摇摇头，感到沮丧，想不到我四眼先生一世英名，到头来，还需要这般的审问。扪心自问，这几十年来，我四眼先生兢兢业业，勤勤恳恳，为了学生呕心沥血.没做过什么坏事，倒是自己嘴笨笔拙，受尽了别人的欺负.

i can't help shaking my head and feeling depressed. i can't imagine that my four eyes husband is famous all his life. in the end, i need such interrogation. ask yourself, in the past few decades, my mr. four eyes has been conscientious, diligent and devoted to the students. he has never done anything bad, but he is stupid and clumsy and has been bullied by others

“我没什么好说的，进天堂还是下地狱随你们的便！”我抬起头，大声的嚷道。

"i have nothing to say. go to heaven or go to hell as you please!" i raised my head and shouted.

“四眼先生，你别误会。”一个骨瘦如柴的家伙扬了扬一个本子，“这个本子里面记着你们每一个人的善与恶，我们在这里例行程序的这样审问，只是想给每一个到这里来的人一个争辩的机会，那些乐善好施、追求进步、善待生灵的人我们会让他进天堂，而那些在人间为非作歹，无恶不做的人我们就会让他进地狱。你生前为了学生操碎了心，勤勤恳恳做事，老老实实做人，我们会让你进天堂的。”

"don't get me wrong, mr. four eyes." a skinny guy raised a book, "this book records the good and evil of each of you. we are here to interrogate in this routine, just to give everyone here a chance to argue. those who are benevolent and kind, pursue progress and treat the living creatures well will let him go to heaven, while those who do evil in the world will do nothing we'll let him go to hell. you broke your heart for the students, worked hard and honestly, and we will let you go to heaven. "

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我一听很着急，我浑身使劲，准备反抗。这时反剪着我双手的人把我压倒一到门前，使劲的往前一推，我顿时觉得眼前一亮，我从床头跌了下来.

i was in a hurry. i was all over trying to resist. at this time, the person cutting back my hands pushed me to the front of the door and pushed forward hard. i suddenly felt that my eyes were bright and i fell from the head of the bed

我掐了一下自己的大腿，很痛，才知到原来我是做了一个噩梦。

i pinched my thigh. it hurt. i realized that i had a nightmare.

看着窗外的绿叶，虽然心情略微有了些平静，但是想想刚才的噩梦，虽然还是心有余悸，但是多少又有些庆幸，想想作为现代人的我们，没个人的一生百年，匆匆就完，能够非常侥幸地来到了这个世界上，活到现在，而且还不知道什么时候被召进天堂去，每天都是照例的忙忙碌碌，可是谁又曾这样，哪怕是这样在梦里呢？

looking out of the window at the green leaves, i feel a little calm, but i think about the nightmare just now, although i am still scared, but i am more or less glad. i think that as a modern man, we have no one's life of a hundred years, and we are very lucky to come to this world, live to the present, and i don't know when to be called to heaven, every day is busy as usual, but who ever did, even in a dream？