阳光透过油绿的树梢映照在湖面,蝴蝶与透过树梢的光束嬉戏,没有人知道它要去哪儿,但阳光下那灵动的翅膀让人联想到了两个字———希望。期末考试那天,我失利了,考卷上刺眼的分数像针一样刺痛了我的眼睛。于是,我选择了逃避,我不敢面对母亲苍白的脸,一个人孤单的在大街上游荡。灯红酒绿的街道永远都好像有无尽的精力,我站在店铺门口,望着人来人往,汽车轰 The sun shone through the oil-green treetops on the lake. Butterflies fluttered through the treetops of light. No one knew where it was going, but the bright wings of the sun reminded me of the word-hope. On the day of the final exam, I lost my exam, and the dazzling score on the test paper stung my eyes like a needle. So, I chose to escape, I can not face the mother’s pale face, a man wandering alone in the street. Bright streets always seem to have endless energy, I stood in front of the shop, looking at people coming and going, car bombing