记得那一次出发

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原文：记得那一次出发

董恩豪初中课堂考试文章（2）

夕阳的余晖，将一切都渡上了一抹绯红，渐渐被拉长的阴影在乡路上不断前进，孤独地前进。

又是一段难得的假期，不令人倍感愉悦。如果是在往常，我一定会把所有的时间，放在我的床上和沙发上。再开几包零食，放几部电影。可我却早早的收拾好了书包。，备好了衣服，只因我和同学约定去乡下春游。

尽管是经常懒得出门的我，在此时也不禁开始期待了起来。毕竟能和朋友一起春游的机会可谓是真的不多。出发当天他却告诉我他生病了，不能和我一起去了。当我失望地挂断了电话，打算把准备好的东西都放回去时，内心突然出现了一丝的不甘：

我的期待真的就要这般落空了吗？难道他会甘心吗？我手上的动作渐渐慢了下来，看向了那台被挂起的相机。

公交车缓缓的停靠了下来。窗外没有威严的钢铁丛林，也没有那喧杂的车水马龙，有的只是整齐、金黄的麦田。宁静祥和的村庄，以及一两声清脆的鸟啼。

我抱着相机从车上走了下来，感受着这充满自然气息的圣地。虽然他不能亲眼看到这些美景，但是我可以帮他拍下来。当做他也同我一同来过。

农村的景色似乎永远都是那般一致，却又有不同。远看似乎只是一片麦田，近看却发现这其中还有几位老伯，赤裸着上身，挥舞着镰刀不断地收割，增添了几分质朴的氛围。

又或者是那片池塘，细看下就能看见几条游鱼从水面跃出，又扎进水下，好不快活。还有一两根鱼竿从旁边的竹林中探出头来，也不知他们钓上来了没有。

这些景色在平时似乎都没有怎么留意到。可一旦将镜头对准它们时，那隐藏在深处的细节，便被挖掘了出来。于是越来越多或温馨或宁静或壮丽的景色被我记录了下来：

村庄里打牌的老人，嬉戏的孩童，随风舞动的玉米叶，形同青龙般的山，燃烧的云，被染红的地面……就这样，我独自一人在这夕阳的晖光下，将这大千世界的美好统统"冻结"。

我将洗好的照片装进了礼物盒中，撕下了一条便利贴，沉思了一会儿后在上面写道："愿你忘记所有悲伤，所见皆为奇迹"！然后把它贴在了盒子上。

愿他享受这段不同寻常的出发。

译文：Remember that time

Articles of Dong Enhao's Junior Middle School Classroom Examination (2)

The setting sun's rays, everything on a touch of crimson, gradually long shadow in the country road, forward alone.

It's another rare holiday, not pleasant. If it's in the usual way, I'd spend all my time on my bed and on my couch. Open up a few snacks and a few movies. But I packed my bag early. I prepared my clothes, because I and my classmates agreed to go to the countryside for a spring outing.

Although I am often lazy to go out, at this time can not help but begin to look forward to it. After all, the opportunity to go outing with friends is really not many. On the day of departure he told me he was ill and could not go with me. When I hung up the phone disappointedly and tried to put everything back, there was a hint of disgruntledness in my heart.

Are my expectations really about to fall apart? Will he be happy? My hands slowed down and I looked at the camera that had been suspended.

The bus stopped slowly. Outside the window there was no majestic steel jungle, no noisy traffic, some just neat, golden wheat fields. A peaceful village, and one or two clear bird calls.

I walked out of the car with my camera in my arms, feeling the sacred place full of nature. He can't see the scenery with his own eyes, but I can film it for him. As if he came with me.

The scenery of the countryside seems to be always the same, yet different. From a distance, it seems that it is just a wheat field, but from a close look, there are a few old men, naked upper body, waving sickles constantly harvesting, adding a little simple atmosphere.

Or is that piece of pond, look carefully can see a few fish jump from the surface of the water, and into the underwater, very happy. There were still one or two fishing rods sticking out of the bamboo forest beside them. I wonder if they had caught them.

These scenery seem to be not noticed in ordinary times. But once the lens is pointed at them, the hidden details are dug up. So more and more of the scenery, whether warm or quiet or magnificent, was recorded by me:

The old man playing cards in the village, the children playing, the corn leaves dancing in the wind, the mountains like green dragons, the burning clouds, the ground dyed red... so I was alone in the light of the sunset. "Freeze" all the beauty of the world.

I packed the photo in a gift box, tore off a post-it note, meditated for a moment and wrote: "May you forget all your sorrows, and all you see is a miracle!" and then taped it to the box.

May he enjoy his unusual departure.