踏着初升的夕阳,我独自漫步在田野的小径上,耳际传来隐隐约约的读书声。我知道,那是面临中考的学生在读英语、背时事。我还没到那个时候,心里也不急。时间尚早,于是我一面慢慢地向学校走,一面循声望去,没有看见那书的人,却见阳光下一片一片开得金灿灿的油菜花。 Inspired by the rising sunset, I walked alone in the fields on the trail, the ear came a vague reading of the sound. I know that it is the students facing the entrance exam in English, back current events. When I was not there, my heart was in no hurry. It was still early, and I walked slowly to the school, watching the book without seeing the book, but saw a golden canola blossom in the sunshine.