1. 常常是黃昏或者夜晚。丟了一天的疲倦和紛擾 , 我漫步在未名湖邊的小路上。明滅閃爍的路燈撒下朦朦朧朧的光暈, 如霧似雨。搖曳的樹影和輕輕的晚風(fēng), 送來(lái)花的清香。間或有數(shù)點(diǎn)草蟲的鳴叫, 一縷縷年輕人的笑語(yǔ)和歌聲, 飄到小路上來(lái), 與湖面上倒映的燈火 , 暗藍(lán)的樹, 天上的星光, 一抹晚霞或一鉤淡淡的新月, 輝映成有聲有色的圖景。真像是一首詩(shī), 一首寫不盡讀不完的詩(shī)。

　　Often it was at dusk or evening when a day's troubles and fatigue were over, I wandered along the paths around Lake No-Name. A misty hale surrounded the twinkling light from the lampposts, and the trees waved; along with the soft breeze came the pleasant fragrance of flowers. Occasionally you could hear insects chuckling and young people's laughing and singing. These, together with the reflection of the lamppost on the water, the dark blue shapes of trees, the starlight high above in the night sky, and sometimes with a touch of the setting sun or a crescent of the new moon, produced a colorful scene, a scene of poem, which is forever being written and read.