有一年夏天的一个下午,我在山上一连割了几小时柴草,最后决定坐下来吃点东西。我坐在一根圆木上,拿出一块三明治,一边吃一边眺望那美丽的山野和清澈的湖水。要不是一只围着我嗡嗡转的蜜蜂,我的闲暇心情不会被打扰的。那是一只普普通通、却能使野餐者感到厌烦的蜜蜂。不用说,我立刻将它赶走了。蜜蜂一点儿也没有被吓住,它很快飞了回来,又围着我嗡嗡直叫。哟,这下我可失去了耐心。我一下将它拍打在地,随后一脚 One afternoon in the summer of the year, I cut firewood for a few hours in the mountains and finally decided to sit down and eat something. I sat on a log, took out a sandwich, while eating overlooking the beautiful mountains and the clear lake. If not a bee around my buzzing, my leisure mood will not be disturbed. That’s an average but bee-killer bee-eater. Needless to say, I immediately drove it off. The bee was not intimidated at all, it quickly flew back, and buzzed around me again. Yo, this time I can lose patience. I’ll slap it on the ground and then kick it