那是一个细雨微曳的冬天,我因一点繁琐小事和家人起了冲突。一气之下,我摔门而去,奔向了郊外。天,很冷。一阵寒风吹来,我赶紧拉了拉身上单薄的毛衣,刚刚走得太急了,连一件外套都没拿上,现在想想还真有些后悔呢,但碍于面子,我又不愿回家。百般无聊之际,一抹紫色的倩影突然进入了我的视线。那抹倩影在周围杂草的衬托下显得那么美丽。我定了定眼神,原来是一朵含苞欲放的花。 It was a drizzle in the winter. I clash with my family for a little tediousness. Angrily, I slammed the door and ran toward the outskirts. It’s cold. A cold wind blew in. I hurriedly pulled my thin sweater. I just went too fast and I didn’t even get a coat. Now I really regret it, but because of my face, I don’t want to. Return home. All sorts of boring occasions, a touch of purple shadow suddenly entered my sight. Namaskar looks so beautiful against the surrounding weeds. I set my eyes and it turned out to be a flower that I would like to put on.