这是一个天气明快的早晨,一小块煤躺在草丛里,与绿油油的一片草地和谐相处着。我不知道它是怎样被遗失在这个小山沟里的。它也许是经过了长途跋涉,在一个清爽的早晨,带着露水来到这里的。青草遮不住它的光亮,那种油亮亮的光穿过草地,一直吸引着我。我不知道那些捡煤的孩子哪去了。我觉得这块煤不应该躺在青草丛里,虽然它在青草丛里显得是那么安详和谐。阳光照 It was a bright morning, a small piece of coal lying in the grass, in harmony with the lush meadow. I do not know how it was lost in this small gutter. It may have been a long journey, with a dewy morning on a refreshing morning. Grass can not hide its light, the kind of bright light of light through the grass, has always attracted me. I do not know where the children picking up coal went. I think this piece of coal should not lie in the grass, although it seems so peaceful and harmonious in the grass. Sunshine