他是学校的一名园丁,60多岁,每天都在校园里的花花草草间穿梭,浇水、施肥、捉虫、喷药,虽然繁忙,脸上却总是挂着微笑。可后来,一丝不易觉察的愁容悄悄地爬上了他的眉梢。那是因为一片草坪。这片草坪在教学楼附近,由于处在教学楼与校门两点一线上,所以,很多爱偷懒的同学便经常直接从草坪上穿过。日子一长,原本茂盛的小草变得稀疏了,一条小路隐隐约约地显现了出来。“唉!这些孩子!”他总是叹气。 He is a school gardener, more than 60 years old, every day in the campus shuttle, watering, fertilizing, catching insects, spraying, though busy, his face always hung a smile. But later, a trace of unobserved sadly climbed his brow. That is because a lawn. This lawn near the school building, as in the teaching building and the school gate on the two-point line, so many loving students often pass directly from the lawn. As time goes on, the original lush grass becomes thinning out, a trail vaguely emerged. “Oh! These kids!” He always sighs.