青苗天地 2018.10.07
雨中的街頭
譚景曦 聖母無玷聖心書院 中三若望
八月的下午,雨淅淅瀝瀝的自天空落下,為盛夏的江南街頭驅散了連日來的酷暑。我坐在窗前,看著一滴滴小雨點從窗邊划過,忽然有了上街走走的念頭。家鄉的雨,總是有種莫名的迷人氣息,讓人從心感受到寧靜與舒適。
自上次告別家鄉,已有七年之久。我撐著傘,獨自一人走在雨中的江南街頭上。順著河流的方向走,昔日船家的小船映入眼簾,依舊靜靜的依偎著石壆,身旁的柳樹在雨點的輕敲下微微晃動著,幼細的柳枝隨風飄逸,柳樹和小船可以是說是老朋友了。歷盡歲月滄桑的它們,如今卻在綿綿細雨中相映成趣,別具一番江南氣息。
儘管江南的天空依然下著密密麻麻的朦朧細雨,轉出大街, 行人路上還像前幾天一樣人來人往,商業街還是一樣的熱鬧。街邊小舖的生意仍然如火如荼,因為下雨,小檔都一一拉出了招牌上的綠色簷篷,避雨的民眾都匆忙走到小店前,讓小店看起來比平時更熱鬧了。我繼續走著,心裡因久違的恬靜平和而感到無比歡欣。穿過商店街以後,便是一片空曠的大草地。連日來的烈日早已把那些花花草草烤個半死,此刻的雨,正好滿足了它們的枯竭,亦滋潤了我乾枯已久的心靈。雨下得更大了,但再大的雨也無法磨滅孩子們的熱情。他們的笑聲重新點亮了我逝去的記憶,心中的聲音叫我放下了手中的雨傘,豆大的雨嘩啦嘩啦的落在我的頭上、 臉上,沿著臉頰流進了我的心田。
江南的烟雨,依然如此純潔無瑕,洗滌著每個人的心靈。
In memory of my first English Teacher
Chan Lok Ching (3 John) Immaculate Heart of Mary College
We have all met some good teachers in our life, and there must be one that you can never forget. When I was only three years old, I was like any little girls, holding a doll in one hand, and my candies in another one. One day, my mother took me to a big house to learn English Phonics. At first, I hated my mum for doing that, I even had a fight with my classmate in my first lesson as they thought that I was a rude girl. But after a serious chat with my teacher, I started to enjoy her lessons.
Time flies, and it was time for me to choose a secondary school. Thanks to her effort, I attained a really good result in English and entered an EMI school.
Once, I was told that I could no longer join her lessons, so all my tears streamed down my face. I was like being abandoned with no reason. A few weeks later, my mum told me that she went to heaven because of breast cancer. It was too late for any treatment once she had discovered that. I really hope that her family will live on her spirit, and I would never forget any single moment I had with her.