A gentle breeze ble through Jennifer's hair. The golden red sun as setting. She as on the beach, looking up at the fiery ball. She as amazed by its color, deep red in the middle, softly fading into yello. She could hear nothing but the aves and the seagulls flying up above in the sky.
一阵微风吹过詹妮弗的头发，金红色的太阳即将落山。海滩上的詹妮弗望着那火红的圆球，不禁惊异于它的颜色：中间是红彤彤的，向外柔柔地变成黄色。她只能听到海浪的声音，还有在天空中高高飞翔的海鸥。
The atmosphere relaxed her. After all she had been through, this is hat she needed. "It's getting late," she thought, "I must go home, my parents ill be ondering here I am."
眼前的景象使她放松下来，出走几天的经历，让她感受到这才是她所需要的。她想：“天晚了，我该回家了，父母会惦记我在哪里。”
She ondered ho her parents ould react, hen she got home after the three days she as missing. She kept on alking, directing herself to bungalo 163, here she spent every summer holiday. The road as deserted. She alked sloly and silently. Just in a fe hundred meters she ould have been safe in her house.
她在猜想自己离家三天才回来，父母会做出什么反应。她一直走着，径直走向163号平房，每年暑假，她都是在那儿度过的。一路上空寂无人，她慢慢地、静静地走着，再有几百米就能安全到家了。
