Domestic distance school is a bit far, I choose in residence, I should take a bus to go to the school on every week early in the morning.
家距离学校有点远，我选择住校，每个周一早上我都要坐公交车去学校。
My habit reachs the school early, so every Zhou Yi, when day firm daybreak, I had sat in deserted classroom alone silent and contemplative.
我习惯早早到学校，所以每个周一，天刚蒙蒙亮时，我就已经独自坐在空荡荡的教室里默默冥想了。
Because rise too early, sit every time I can take a nap after the bus, so that always miss before dawn time on the way scenery.
由于起得太早，每次坐上公交车后我都会打盹，以至于总是错过凌晨时分沿途的景色。
Suddenly one day, I consider the sober landscape that sees this paragraph of trip. I exert all my strength open pairs of big eyes, seek the dim view outside car window hard.
忽然有一天，我想清醒着看看这段旅途的风景。我使劲睁大双眼，努力搜寻车窗外昏暗的景致。
Casual look up to the sky, there is galaxy on dark tent, scatter on velvet damask face like dazzling diamond, a long time ago in that way Leng Yan. My corners of the mouth go up not self-consciously slightly raise, suck greatly at a heat, become aware suddenly relaxed and happy.
不经意间抬头望向天空，黝黑的天幕上闪烁着群星，像耀眼的钻石散落在天鹅绒缎面上，那样悠远又冷艳。我的嘴角不自觉地微微上扬，深吸一口气，顿觉心旷神怡。
When by way of does not remove the lone short bridge of the eye that former days, horizon just float a the whitish color of a fish's belly-grey dawn, bridge basket is in that pallet stone in the mirage like the fine gauze, line is worn faint dawn, dimly discernible must write a composition as the crossover in elfland.
途经那座往日并不起眼的孤零零的矮桥时，天边刚刚泛起鱼肚白，那简陋的石桥笼在轻纱般的雾气里，衬着微弱的晨光，缥缈得作文如同仙境中的天桥。
The signs of human habitation on highway is very few, the place that light has swept is lush and green wood. Have a few cars now and then slowly crisscross has sailed, to noiseless country highway added a lot of life. This moment earth woke, bird also comes out to forage gradually, highway often has dish of peaceful mountain now and then the vocal sound with their sky euphonic spirit.
公路上人烟寥寥，车灯扫过的地方都是郁郁葱葱的草木。偶尔有几辆车缓缓交错驶过，给寂静的乡间公路增添了许多生气。这个时候大地醒了，鸟儿也逐渐出来觅食，幽静的盘山公路偶尔便不时有它们空灵悦耳的歌唱声。
I pull open car window slightly, close an eye gently, the wind with cool and refreshing daystart the cheek that stroke crosses me, wind inner tube is worn the breath of clay, mixing faint green grass smell, ooze enters a heart lienal. My consciousness no longer muddleheaded, cap-a-pie immediately relaxed rise.
我微微拉开车窗，轻轻闭上眼睛，晨间清凉的风儿拂过我的脸颊，风里带着泥土的气息，混着微弱的青草味儿，沁入心脾。我的意识不再混沌，从头到脚顿时清爽起来。
Day, so transient every Monday scenery is such happiness unexpectedly, and I always am muddle-headed however missed.
天啊，原来每个星期一路过的风景竟是如此美好，而我却总是糊里糊涂错过了。
There often also is such happiness in the life, often be forgotten because of us unconcernedly by oversight, the journey of that early morning, I understood, want to be searched attentively only, before the familiar sight that those missing also can send out piece another glorious.
生活中也常常有这样的美好，因为我们的漫不经心常常被遗忘被忽略，那个清晨的旅途，我明白了，只要用心寻找，以往那些错过的熟悉的风景也能散发出别样的光彩。(文/卢孟敏)