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2010年时我还是一名初中学生。每天早上六点半,我从家里出发,骑着自行车欢畅地穿梭于绿野间,到镇上上学。一路上,路旁边时远时近的麦子在风中舞蹈,似乎在和我玩捉迷藏,一片是嫩绿,一片是油绿,另外一片是藻绿,我徜徉在绿色的海洋。转眼间,到了麦子丰收的季节。邻里都忙着把成熟的麦子从地里运到家里,每个人的脸上都沉浸着丰收的喜悦。下午放学,走在回家的路上,我发现天空寻不到往日夕阳的余晖,反而被稀薄的白雾
In 2010 I was a junior high school student. Every morning at half past six, I set off from home, riding a bike ride through the green fields, go to town to school. Along the way, near the road when the wind near the wheat dance, it seems to play hide and seek with me, one is green, one is oily green, the other is green algae, I wander in the green ocean. Suddenly, to the wheat harvest season. The neighborhoods were busy bringing mature wheat from the ground to the house, and everybody’s face was immensely blessed. Afternoon school, go home on the road, I found the sky can not find the afterglow of the sunset, but was thin white fog