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A gentle breeze blew through Jennifer's hair. The golden red sun was setting. She was on the beach, looking up at the fiery ball. She was amazed by its color, deep red in the middle, softly fading into yellow. She could hear nothing but the waves and the seagulls flying up above in the sky.
一陣微風(fēng)吹過(guò)詹妮弗的頭發(fā)，金紅色的太陽(yáng)即將落山。海灘上的詹妮弗望著那火紅的圓球，不禁驚異于它的顏色：中間是紅彤彤的，向外柔柔地變成黃色。她只能聽(tīng)到海浪的聲音，還有在天空中高高飛翔的海鷗。
The atmosphere relaxed her. After all she had been through, this is what she needed. "It's getting late," she thought, "I must go home, my parents will be wondering where I am."
眼前的景象使她放松下來(lái)，出走幾天的經(jīng)歷，讓她感受到這才是她所需要的。她想：“天晚了，我該回家了，父母會(huì)惦記我在哪里。”
She wondered how her parents would react, when she got home after the three days she was missing. She kept on walking, directing herself to bungalow 163, where she spent every summer holiday. The road was deserted. She walked slowly and silently. Just in a few hundred meters she would have been safe in her house.
她在猜想自己離家三天才回來(lái)，父母會(huì)做出什么反應(yīng)。她一直走著，徑直走向163號(hào)平房，每年暑假，她都是在那兒度過(guò)的。一路上空寂無(wú)人，她慢慢地、靜靜地走著，再有幾百米就能安全到家了。
