我知道,我们当时还相识不久。我们像一声不吭的孩子,想着法子发明些玩耍取乐的游戏。不过,我们那时既轻快又沉郁,既活泼又古板,既调皮淘气,又忧心忡忡,就如今天一样。而且,那天是个温煦如春的秋日。眼前,太阳穿透雾霭,投下迷蒙的乳黄色的光辉。我们沿田间中道西行。一片绿茵茵的草地向前延伸。深深的车辙里落满了碎石块,我们若不小心踩上又圆又滑的石头, I know, we met each other soon. We are like silent children, thinking of ways to invent fun games. However, at that time, we were both light and gloomy, both lively and old-fashioned, both naughty and worried, just like today. And that day was a warm autumn. In front of the sun penetrate the haze, cast misty milky brilliant. We cross the field road westbound. A green grass stretches forward. Deep rut covered with gravel, if we accidentally step on the round and slippery stone,