賀葉玲

It was happened in Weymouth where I took part in a English Summer Camp.

There is no course and no activities tonight.So its a free night with our host family.And I want to do something different.Because our teacher said that the bus in Weymouth are all driving in the circular orbit，I want to travel this town by bus.

I ask some of my friends if they want to take a bus trip with me，and three of them join the trip.Then，we discuss when and where to meet each other.

At half past seven，we meet at the bus station.Fortunately， there is a No.2 bus stopped at the station.As we do not want to wait the next bus and do not know which bus can take us travel around the town，we decide to get on this.I glance over the bus stop before we get on the bus.It will reach Dorchester which is the capital of the province where Weymouth belongs to.“May be its a funny trip.”I am a little exciting.

At first，the scenery is beautiful and the houses beside the road are familiar and stand row in row.As time goes by，I recognize that the scenery become wildly，and there is not a bus stop ！ I doubt that where there is？ Everything become terrifying.Suddenly I realize that the bus is leaving Weymouth and going to Dorchester.Though the teacher said that all the bus in Weymouth drive in a circular orbit，I am a little afraid that whether the bus will come back to Weymouth.I began to worried about this trip.Is it a right choose get on this bus？Where will we arrive？How can we get back to our house？......

“Hey，where there is？ I want to get off the bus！”O(jiān)ne of my friend shut at me walking to the door.“No，you cant do that！”I shut.，“I dont know where there is ，but I know we cant get off the bus at this desolate place！”I look at her，“Trust me！”Actually I dont have any confident.

Fortunately the bus stop at last.I go quickly to the drivers side asking whether the route of this bus is circular.He answer “Of course”.“Thats good.Thank you！”I am less scare.

When I go back to my seat，another friend ask me in a trembling voice that where should we get off the bus.I comfort her “Dont be worry，the bus will get back.”

As soon as I get back my seat，I make a deep breathe looking out off the window.There are not many lights light on，and the clouds is dyed red by the setting sun...Things do not looked terrified any more，it becomes a mystery.

At around 9：15pm，we get back to our starting point.After thanks for the driver，we sit at the bench beside the silent beach，look at the reflection of the building chatting......

What a fantastic bus trip，which full of adventure and beautiful scenery！ In the trip，I have not only caught sight of the beautiful scenery，but also had a nice night with my friends which are good memories of youth！