放学后,我与父亲一起回家(父亲当时是民办教师)。时值春夏交替时节,发黄的小路被枝叶覆盖住了大半,碧绿的叶子间露出点点生气。我手持一根小棍子,在前面蹦蹦跳跳。父亲拎着我的书包在后面,微笑着说:“慢点儿,慢点儿。” After school, I went home with my father (my father was a private teacher at that time). The time when the spring and summer alternating season, the yellow road covered by branches and leaves more than half, green leaves reveal a little angry. I am holding a small stick, bouncing in front. Father carrying my schoolbag in the back, smiled and said: “Slower, slower.”