It was a sunlit and enchanting scene of spring morning, when the teachers took us students of Grade 2 to go on our first spring outing. We set off at seven oclock from school. In the warm spring breeze, we were walking there together.
Fifty minutes later, we got to the destination. There, we were going to have a picnic. Some of us cooked rice, some cooked dishes, and some cooked soup. My deskmate, Guo Yunfeng, and I fried eggs. At first, we poured some oil in the pot. When the oil was hot enough, we put the egg into the pot. Soon after that, we turned it over. We were in threes or fours, and we were all bustling with our own tasks.
Times up! The meal was ready. Lets enjoy to our hearts content. Bottoms up!
Spring came with ail its glories. The new grass exposed its green colour. The pretty flowers opened their blossoms. We were tempted to go for an outing.
It was Sunday, the 20th of April We set out very early on bikes, carrying bottles of champagne, beer and bags of cakes, bacon and cooked eggs. We rode along the winding paths in the fields, across the meadows and down the roads. The willow were fresh and green. The swallows were flying to and fro, up and down the sky. The birds, like musicians, snang their melodious songs in the trees, and the butterflies, like colorful dancers, were fluttering here and there. We breathed the fresh air deeply and laughed heartily.
At 10 am we arrived at the foot of the Shushan Hill. We left our bikes with a bike repairing shop and began to climb up the Hill. Near the top, under a big tree with luxuri ant foliage we had our picnic. We drank and ate, talked and laughed. After the picnic we stood in the breeze with our hands on our waists, enjoying the fine landscape. Then we lay on the grass talking about our life and studies.
At about 4 pm , we returned with balmy greenness on our backs and freshness in our hearts.
Dear Daddy,
亲爱的爸爸,
Thank you very much for your letter written to me. In your letter , you not only expressed your expectation to me , but also showed all your love to me . I was deeply moved . Thanks again ,Daddy .You said ," I hope you get bravery and perseverance, and can quickly grasp living skills like a lion ". Now I want to tell you that I will try my best to do everything well and live up to your expectations . Dear father , you are a great lion in my mind .
谢谢你给我写信。在信中,你不仅仅表达了你对我的期望,还展示了你对我所有的爱。我深深感动了。再次谢谢你,爸爸。你说,“我希望你能够变得勇敢和有耐心,并且能像狮子般快速的掌握生活技能。”现在我想说我会尽我最大的.努力把所有事情都做好来达到你的期望。亲爱的爸爸,你是我心中的狮子。
When I am absent mind , when I am depressed, you , my dear father is always there . Your advice and encouragement guide me through many difficulties . Thank you , Dad, for your help and understanding. I love you , Dad ,forever!
当我茫然、绝望时,是你,我亲爱的爸爸永远都在我身边。你的建议和勇气引导我克服许多的困难。谢谢你,爸爸,谢谢你的帮助和理解。我永远爱你,爸爸。
你呢?你来了么?
风起的时候,你在。风停了,你呢?你去哪儿了呢?
从时间推断,你并没有走远。你刚刚还带着梅花的暗香,踩着路边的残雪站在我面前。我去拍那枝含苞待放的花蕾,一转身,你去哪儿了呢?
梅林一抹嫣红。那竹子,那雪岭,那天边的云彩,全是红的,耀眼的红。我在这满世界的红色里找你,你去哪儿了呢?
江水滔滔,寂静无声。断桥外,笛声悠悠。河畔的拜柳一个哈欠便醒了,一睁眼便绿了,一摇头便是满河的春色。我在满河的春色里浮游,风推着水面的波纹,波纹推着岸边的时光,一圈一圈的旋转。楼宇、青山、停着红云的天空,全都在旋转。
你呢?你也在这里旋转么?
梅再开,水桃便开了。究竟是谁伴着谁?谁又能伴谁多久呢?还有海棠呢。这些杂乱无章的花事,总让人头疼。梅花一瓣一瓣的飘零,水桃花边开边谢,海棠卯足了劲地赶趟儿,唯恐落了最后。崖后的那几株荼蘼,不动声色地等着。我听见它们在说,急啥呢?还有丹桂和雪花呢。
难不成真是赶趟儿呢?山上山下好多的人,各色的男女老幼,清一色的笑颜如花。人流,从山脚涌向山顶,再从山顶流到山脚,壮锦似的瀑布便华丽丽的挂在山上,哦,是挂在天上吧?不是瀑布,是海洋,花的海洋,不是,是云朵,对了,是那红色云朵的海洋。云朵叠着云朵,整个苍穹都在燃烧。
那一片片的梅林,忽而远,忽而近,忽而静止,忽而跳跃……好多次,我真的听见了你的声音,甚至看见了你的身影,只是瞬忽间,又不知了去向。你大概就躲在那棵最大的梅树后边吧,哦,是那些婆娑缭乱的梅花遮住了你我的视线。一瓣梅花,从枝头落下,轻轻地划过我的眉梢,我伸了手去捉,它却忽的`飞走了,蝴蝶似的,像梦,随了那只淡褐色的小蜜蜂,一起,飞走了。远处,是红色的弧光,红色的云霞,红色的春天。
广场上,没有风。忽然就宁静了。四下里看看,空旷旷的,就我一个人。身边就一棵树,一棵老树。没有枝桠,没有树叶,直挺挺的兀立着。太阳红一阵白一阵的,从头顶上直直地照下来,像极了如来佛祖钵盂里发出的光芒。梅树上,嫣红的梅瓣,像翅膀,在不停的振动,嗡嗡的响。刚才那些人呢?那铿锵的音乐,那凌乱的舞蹈呢?
你呢?你去哪儿了?
零零落落的梅树下,满是厚厚的落红。我蹲下身去,嗅着花香,拾起一缕一缕的轻魂。我张开双臂,我敞开胸怀,我要收了这全部的精灵去。用月光,对了,就用月光,还有露珠,用青花瓷的窑变把他们酿熟,酿成一坛坛耀眼的嫣红。
来年,再等来年梅开南山吧。
来年我还来,你能来么?
来年,我会带着那一坛坛耀眼的嫣红来,让它们,让它们全都醉倒在梅林深处,让它们再一次,再一次红遍山野……
你来了,就去看看它们。
你若不来,不来就不来呗。
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