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The Story of Autumn 秋天的故事
◎ Angelina
It was the golden season. I could see the yellow leaves falling with the cool wind. For others, it
is a harvest season, while for me, it is an annoying season. I was preparing for the Postgraduate1
along the Yanjiang Road in my university.
“Autumn is a lonely season and life is uninteresting. The days in this season always get me
down,” I thought when the sound of a guitar flowed into my ears, like a stream flowing from the
mountains. I was so surprised that I ran to see what it was. A young girl, sitting on the lawn4, was lost
in playing her guitar. She was a beautiful girl, especially when the wind blew her long hair. I had
never seen her before. The music was so attractive that I listened quietly.
Lost in the music, I did not realize that I had been standing5 for so long. But my existence did not
seem to disturb her. Leaves were still falling. Every day when I passed by the lawn, I would see her
playing her guitar. She was the only performer and I was the only audience. During the rest of the
days in the season, life became interesting and I could review the courses carefully. Though we did
not know each other, I thought we were always good friends.
To my astonishment7, the girl came over to me.
“You must like the music.” she said.
“Yes, you play very well. Why did you stop?” I asked.
Suddenly, a sad expression appeared on her face.
“I came here just to have a rest because I failed in the college entrance examination. I felt very
disappointed. And it was your listening every day that encouraged me,” she said, “and I have to go
tomorrow.”
“In fact, it was your playing that gave me a meaningful autumn and helped me believe that I
have the ability to pass the Postgraduate Entrance Examination.” I answered, “I think it was God who
gave us the chance to know each other and we should be good friends.”
She smiled and I smiled.
Since then, I have never seen her again. I no longer passed by that lawn. Only thick leaves were
left behind. But I will always remember the season and the girl. It was her appearance that helped me
passed the Postgraduate Entrance Examination, though she only appeared a few days in my life.
light that they guide you in the correct direction; some are like clothes to you, they are always with
you, but do not understand you. Just as a famous saying, many people step in your life, but only true
friends leave footprints.
my best friend.
这是一个金色的季节。我看到金黄的落叶随着清凉的秋风飘零。对另一些人来说，这是
个收获的季节。而对于我，这却是一个恼人的季节。我正在准备研究生入学考试。但是，如
此多的不开心的事让我太累了，所以我决定顺着学校的沿江路散散心。
“秋天是一个寂寞的季节，生活索然无趣。这个季节的日子总是让我感到沮丧。”我边走
边想，吉他的声音就像山中小溪的流水一样，流入我的耳朵，我感到非常惊奇，于是跑去看
个究竟。一个小女孩坐在草坪上，忘我地弹着吉他。她真是一个美丽的姑娘，尤其是当她的
长发随着风儿飞舞时。我好像从来没有见过她。这音乐太吸引人了，我静静地听了起来。
沉醉在这个音乐世界中，我没有意识到自己竟然站了那么久。但是，我的存在似乎并没
有打扰她。叶子仍在随风飘落。每天，当我走过那片草坪时，都会看到她在那儿弹吉他。她
是唯一的演奏者，而我是唯一的听众。于是，这个季节接下来的日子里，生活变得趣味盎
然，我也能专心复习功课了。尽管我们互不相识，但我想我们已经是好朋友了。
秋季快过去了。有一天，正当我陶醉在音乐声中时，音乐声戛然而止。出乎意料的是，
这个女孩向我走过来了。
“你一定很喜欢音乐吧。”她说。
“是的。你弹得真好。为什么停下来了？”我问。
突然，她的脸上显现出一抹悲伤的表情。
“我只是来这里休息一段时间，因为我没能通过大学入学考试。我感到非常失望，是你每
一天都来听我演奏，这鼓励了我，”她说，“明天我就要走了。”
“事实上，是你的音乐给了我一个有意义的秋天，还帮助我相信我有能力通过研究生考
试。”我回答道，“我认为是上帝给了我们相识的机会，我们应该成为好朋友。”
她笑了，我也笑了。
从那以后，我再也没有见过她。我不再经过那片草地了。那里只留下了厚厚的叶子。但
我会永远铭记这个季节，还有那个女孩。是她的出现助我通过了研究生入学考试，尽管她只
出现在我生命中的短短几天里。
在我们的生活中，也许会遇到很多人。有些人就像一颗流星，却发出足够的光亮，指引
你走向正确的方向；有些人就像你的衣服，虽然整日伴随着你，却不能理解你。正如一句名
言，很多人走入你的生命，但是只有真正的朋友留下了烙印。
我会永远记得那个季节，那个女孩以及她的吉他声。我知道，她会是我永远的好朋友。
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