那年我六岁。离我家仅一箭之遥的小山坡旁,有一个早已被废弃的采石场,双亲从来不准我去那儿,其实那儿风景十分迷人。一个夏季的下午,我随着一群小伙伴偷偷上那儿去了。就在我们穿越了一条孤寂的小路后,他们却把我一个人留在原地,然后奔向“更危险的地带”了。等他们走后,我惊慌失措地发现,再也找不到要回家的那条孤寂的小道了。我不由得背靠一 That year I was six years old. Beside a hill just a stone’s throw from my house, there is a quarry that has been abandoned, and my parents are never allowed to go there, in fact, the scenery there is very charming. One summer afternoon, I went there with a group of friends. Just as we crossed a lonely trail, they left me alone and headed toward the “more dangerous zone.” When they left, I found myself in panickedness, unable to find the lonely trail I wanted to go home again. I can not help but back one