夭夭离开教室时学校已空无一人。花圃里的月季刚拱出蓝紫色的嫩芽儿,西墙下杏花已谢,零乱的花瓣儿掉在地上围成一个淡淡的圆。她背着书包锁上门,耷拉着脑袋慢慢往外走。 When you left the classroom, the school was empty. Roses in the flowerbed had just arched blue-violet buds, and the apricots under the Western Wall had been thanked. The messy petals fell to a faint circle on the ground. She locked the door with her schoolbag and slowly pulled her head out.