这件事已过去了不少的日子,然而至今,我都没有忘记,因为它展示着民族之间最真挚的感情。那次,正值八月,雨水特多,爸爸带着我坐车在山里穿行。走在山路上,随时都有被泥石流掩埋的危险,因此大客车不敢上路,只有“勇敢的”小车才敢来冒险。一路上,不同的小车组成了一支陌生的车队。 This matter has passed many days. However, to this day, I have not forgotten it because it shows the most sincere feelings among the peoples. That time, in August, there was a lot of rain. Dad took me and drove through the mountains. Walking on the mountain road, there is a danger of being buried in mudslides at any time, so the bus dared not go on the road. Only the “brave” car dared to take risks. Along the way, different cars make up a strange team.