10月14日晴水在颤动。它跳动着,越过一块块早已冲净的鹅卵石,奔跑着冲过绿荫如盖的树林。阳光投射在生意盎然的树木缝隙中,它们争着抢着想穿过那窄窄的缝儿,自豪地在小溪上撒下自己的倩影,闪着熠熠的光辉,好像一个一个的水钻石,照耀得人睁不开眼。水流渐渐变得时缓时急,突然有一个狭窄的水道堵在面前,它们吓了一跳,惊得蹦了起来,乱撞在一起,又冷冷淙淙地向远处迈进。水道又变得宽 On October 14 the water is shaking. It beats, past the pebbles that have been rinsed by a block, running through the woods lined with shade. The sun shone in the crevices of the tree-lined business, striving to pass through the narrow slit, proudly scattering its shadow upon the creek, shining like a water-glass upon one by one Winner can not open his eyes. The water gradually became slow, suddenly there was a narrow water channel in front of them, they were shocked, jumped up, jumped together, and coy cold to move forward. The waterways have become wider again