This trip to Hangzhou， what can I say about it？ The road wasfull of twists and turns. Just as I felt lost deep in the mountain， I saw a light in the dark. Toke， for example， how I left Zhejiang University for the railway station. When we came out of No. 15 Building in Zhejiang University， a fellow schoolmate led us in the wrong way. As we hurried to the school gate， we just caught sight of No. 16 Bus roaring by. （We needed to take No. 16 bus，then change to No. 52 to go to the station. ） We could do nothing but walk to the change stop No. 52. It happened that the road was under repair. It had rained all day. Now， if you were passing hy the strut in front of Zhejiang University， you would see three girls struggling forward； deep in the mud with bags on their hacks and umbrellas in their hands. However， the three of them were acting abnormally and singing happily， "Shoes worn out， hats worn out， robes wornout，……"！
To make a long story short. when we got to the No 52 stop， it was already eleven sharp. We waited and waited. Thirty minutes later， a No 52 pulled up， shily. Cheering I dashed onto it and fell on a seat. Closing my eyes， I intended to have a wonderful sleep. As I was dozing off， to sleep，I was wakened by the sold "Get off， Get off！ This is the last stop."
I opened my eyes and looked around. Tall buildings were everywhere. There was no sight of the railway station. "Why get off when we haven't reached the stop？
"Here is the last stop. Get off and change to No 51. " he said. There was nothing we could do but walk on and on. At last， Bus No. 51 was in sight and was starting to move. We raced desperately to it. After all our feet No. 11 could not surpass No； 51. Looking closely at the sign， the last bus was to leave at 23：45.Looking at my watch，I saw that it was exactly 23：43. At this time， my heart was doing the movement familiar to you and me the free fall. What to do？ A taxi passed by. We jmnped in it without hesitation. The driver took advantage of our difficult situation and opened his lion's mouth by asking us each to pay 10 yuan. Feeling our pockets we were shy. Poor students could not afford it. The heartless driver drove us off. Standing under the stop sign， we watched cars and buses pass by， one by one. Time passed by. At long last a trolley bus pulled up slowly. Aha， it was No. 51. Long live No. 51！ I love you！
Come to think of it， if No. 51 had not come， and with no city map on me， I would have had a taste of the life of a pauper and slept the street. Maybe it would not be bad.
多難的旅途
這次的杭州之游，我怎么說好呢？ 一路上真是一波三折、峰回路轉(zhuǎn)，稱得上山重水復(fù)疑無路，柳暗花明又一村了。
僅以離開浙江大學(xué)到杭州火車站為例。我們從浙大15號樓走出來，由于一個同學(xué)領(lǐng)錯了路，等我們趕到校門口時，只見16路末班車已呼嘯而去（我們應(yīng)該坐16 路換52路去火車站），沒辦法，我們只好步行到52路站。可正趕上修路，白天又下過雨，這時，如果你來到浙大側(cè)門前的馬路上，就會看見有3個女孩背著大包、舉著雨傘， 深一腳、淺一腳地在爛泥地中拖行。此時，我們?nèi)擞悬c超乎常態(tài)，還在得意洋洋唱著"鞋兒破，帽兒破，身上的衣裳破"的歌兒呢！
長話短說，當(dāng)我們趕到52路站時，已是晚上11點正。我們等啊等，30分鐘后，羞羞答答的52路車總算開過來了。我歡呼著沖上車，找個位子坐下，然后用上眼睛，打算美美地睡它一覺。我剛迷糊欲睡，便被喊聲叫醒："下車，下車，到站了。"
我睜眼一瞧。但晃四周高樓林立， 獨無火車站之倩影。我說："沒到站，下什么車？"
司機說："車就開到這里，下去，下去，換51路。"沒辦法，我們只得一直走，走著走著，終于看到51路站牌，并看見一輛51路車正在離站，這時，我們便沒命地狂奔而去，但"11路"的雙腳畢竟趕不上5l路啊！ 等跑近站牌一看，方知本站的未班車為23：45，而抬手一看表，時間是23：43，這時我的心做起了一種你我所熟知的運動——自由落體。 怎么辦？ 但見一輛TAXI開過來了，我們便立即沖了上去，可司機卻乘人之危，來個獅子大張口："每位10元。"摸摸錢包，頗覺羞澀，漫辦法，窮學(xué)生坐不起。好狠心的司機便攆我們下車，站在站牌下，眼巴巴地看著一輛又一輛車飛馳而過，時間一秒一秒地過去，終于一輛電車緩緩進站了。啊哈，是51路。"NO. 51，I love you！"
現(xiàn)在回想起來，要是當(dāng)時51路車沒來，身邊沒有地圖的我，可真地要體驗一下露宿街頭的流浪兒生活是什么滋味了！ 當(dāng)真如此，沒準兒還不錯呢！
To make a long story short. when we got to the No 52 stop， it was already eleven sharp. We waited and waited. Thirty minutes later， a No 52 pulled up， shily. Cheering I dashed onto it and fell on a seat. Closing my eyes， I intended to have a wonderful sleep. As I was dozing off， to sleep，I was wakened by the sold "Get off， Get off！ This is the last stop."
I opened my eyes and looked around. Tall buildings were everywhere. There was no sight of the railway station. "Why get off when we haven't reached the stop？
"Here is the last stop. Get off and change to No 51. " he said. There was nothing we could do but walk on and on. At last， Bus No. 51 was in sight and was starting to move. We raced desperately to it. After all our feet No. 11 could not surpass No； 51. Looking closely at the sign， the last bus was to leave at 23：45.Looking at my watch，I saw that it was exactly 23：43. At this time， my heart was doing the movement familiar to you and me the free fall. What to do？ A taxi passed by. We jmnped in it without hesitation. The driver took advantage of our difficult situation and opened his lion's mouth by asking us each to pay 10 yuan. Feeling our pockets we were shy. Poor students could not afford it. The heartless driver drove us off. Standing under the stop sign， we watched cars and buses pass by， one by one. Time passed by. At long last a trolley bus pulled up slowly. Aha， it was No. 51. Long live No. 51！ I love you！
Come to think of it， if No. 51 had not come， and with no city map on me， I would have had a taste of the life of a pauper and slept the street. Maybe it would not be bad.
多難的旅途
這次的杭州之游，我怎么說好呢？ 一路上真是一波三折、峰回路轉(zhuǎn)，稱得上山重水復(fù)疑無路，柳暗花明又一村了。
僅以離開浙江大學(xué)到杭州火車站為例。我們從浙大15號樓走出來，由于一個同學(xué)領(lǐng)錯了路，等我們趕到校門口時，只見16路末班車已呼嘯而去（我們應(yīng)該坐16 路換52路去火車站），沒辦法，我們只好步行到52路站。可正趕上修路，白天又下過雨，這時，如果你來到浙大側(cè)門前的馬路上，就會看見有3個女孩背著大包、舉著雨傘， 深一腳、淺一腳地在爛泥地中拖行。此時，我們?nèi)擞悬c超乎常態(tài)，還在得意洋洋唱著"鞋兒破，帽兒破，身上的衣裳破"的歌兒呢！
長話短說，當(dāng)我們趕到52路站時，已是晚上11點正。我們等啊等，30分鐘后，羞羞答答的52路車總算開過來了。我歡呼著沖上車，找個位子坐下，然后用上眼睛，打算美美地睡它一覺。我剛迷糊欲睡，便被喊聲叫醒："下車，下車，到站了。"
我睜眼一瞧。但晃四周高樓林立， 獨無火車站之倩影。我說："沒到站，下什么車？"
司機說："車就開到這里，下去，下去，換51路。"沒辦法，我們只得一直走，走著走著，終于看到51路站牌，并看見一輛51路車正在離站，這時，我們便沒命地狂奔而去，但"11路"的雙腳畢竟趕不上5l路啊！ 等跑近站牌一看，方知本站的未班車為23：45，而抬手一看表，時間是23：43，這時我的心做起了一種你我所熟知的運動——自由落體。 怎么辦？ 但見一輛TAXI開過來了，我們便立即沖了上去，可司機卻乘人之危，來個獅子大張口："每位10元。"摸摸錢包，頗覺羞澀，漫辦法，窮學(xué)生坐不起。好狠心的司機便攆我們下車，站在站牌下，眼巴巴地看著一輛又一輛車飛馳而過，時間一秒一秒地過去，終于一輛電車緩緩進站了。啊哈，是51路。"NO. 51，I love you！"
現(xiàn)在回想起來，要是當(dāng)時51路車沒來，身邊沒有地圖的我，可真地要體驗一下露宿街頭的流浪兒生活是什么滋味了！ 當(dāng)真如此，沒準兒還不錯呢！