初夏的夜晚，我从高考补习学校教习完语文课回家。夜已很深了，乐山城格外宁静。街上行人稀少，珍珠般的彩虹灯下，几个环卫工人正在扫街。一辆洒水车来回不停地歌唱着，随风扑来一股淡淡的夜来花香……“屈老师———”声音清脆。循声转过头，只见一位拿着扫帚的姑娘站在我面 Early summer night, I finished my homework from the college tutoring class. Night has been very deep, Leshan City exceptionally quiet. Few pedestrians in the streets, pearl-like rainbow lights, a few sanitation workers are sweeping the streets. A sprinkler kept singing back and forth, the wind fluttering a faint night flowers ... ... “Qu teacher ---” crisp voice. With the sound turned, I saw a girl with a broom standing on my face