“雪儿,书看完了没有?咱们玩球去。”大树下的白椅子上,正坐着捧书发呆的我,杨乐走过来问。“走吧!”虽然心情并不佳,但见到他总好了一点。也好,找篮球发泄一下。来到操场上,他跃过去抢了球,然后稍退再带球直奔右路,一看那 “Well, after reading the book, haven’t we? Let’s play with the ball.” On the white chair under the tree, I was holding a book in a daze. Yang Le came to ask. “Let’s go!” Although he was not in a good mood, it was always better to see him. Yeah, find a basketball and let it off. When he came to the playground, he jumped over and grabbed the ball. Then he retraced and drove straight to the right, looking at it.