中秋节的街上熙熙攘攘,车水马龙。张丽像往常一样,骑车去学校接儿子。想到马上要见到那张活泼可爱的脸蛋,她心里乐滋滋的。她为儿子准备了他最爱吃的月饼,还有美味的菜肴。途经一个十字路口,她见一群人在围观,挤进人群张了一眼,原来是一个小孩被车撞成重伤,倒在血泊中,书包扔在一边;肇事者早已逃之天天。围观者七嘴八舌地议论着: The streets of the Mid-Autumn Festival are bustling with traffic. Zhang Li, as usual, rides her bike to school to pick up her son. She was happy to think that she would soon see the lovely face. She prepared for her son his favorite moon cakes and delicious dishes. Passing through a crossroads, she saw a group of people watching and crowding into the crowd. At first, it was a child who was seriously injured by the car and fell into a pool of blood. The schoolbags were thrown aside; the perpetrators had already fled every day. Onlookers talked rapturously: