好久没有如此悠闲自在地坐过公车了。选了一个中间的座位,阳光暖暖地洒进来,在这秋末冬初的午后。记得一年前的这般时候,仿佛我不是一个人。小的时候,为了描写时间之快,总爱用“光阴似箭”、“一转眼”这些词语,却不曾真正体会时光的飞逝。可是当我静坐下来时,才发现在脸上早已多了一道岁月的惆怅,一些伤悲,而这,不是用那些字眼所能表达的。街上的人们忙忙碌碌,而我却不慌不忙地欣赏风景。树叶黄了,已经掉了,这样的景色,依旧是这样的景色,熟悉也陌生,只是 For a long time, I didn’t take a bus so leisurely. A seat in the middle was chosen and the sun was splashing warmly, in the late afternoon and early winter. I remember such a year ago, as if I were not alone. When I was young, in order to describe time fast, I always used words like “time flies” or “a blink of an eye”, but I did not really appreciate the time flies. However, when I sat down, I discovered that I had already had more commotion and some sadness in my face. This was not expressed by those words. The people in the street are busy, but I appreciate the scenery without any haste. The leaves are yellow and have already fallen. This kind of scenery is still such a scene, and the familiarity is also strange.