八月的校园非常安静,飞倦了的小鸟躲在阴凉处,时而俯身寻觅,时而仰望天空,阳光的炽烈燃烧着云的洁白、天空的蔚蓝。李卓玉教授像往常一样,走在去实验室的路上,她已经习惯了这样的生活,在这条路上来来回回,两点一线。如果没有事情打扰,或者说她希望没有事情打扰,她就可以沉浸在自己想做的事情中。我见到李卓玉教授的时候,她正在忙着 The campus in August was so quiet that the weary bird hid in the shade, leaned forward looking for it, and sometimes looked up to the sky. The blazing sun shone with the white cloud and the blue sky. As usual, Professor Li Zhuoyu walked to the lab and she was accustomed to such a life. She came back and forth on this road, two in a row. She can immerse himself in what she wants to do if there is nothing to disturb, or if she wishes to interrupt without cause. When I met Professor Li Zhuoyu, she was busy