A Walk in the Country
It was an early summer afternoon. The sun was shining brightly and warmly. Everything on the campus looked as if it had been sleeping for years. After school my roommates and I decided to take a walk along the river near our school, instead of staying with our “Mr. Formula”① and “Mrs. Theorem”② in the classroom.
A fresh breeze③ played with our hair. In the blue sky, clouds were drifting④ here and there. We told each other stories and jokes. Songs and laughter could be heard now and then. It seemed that the world belonged to us and the earth was full of joys.
