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一扇窗,总能给我以无尽的遐想。泡一壶茶,捧一本书,临窗而坐。每每读到尽兴之处时,总会停下向窗外远眺,看着外面纷纷扬扬的绿叶和在树枝上调皮的鸟儿,仿佛世界在这一刻静止了,时间在这一刻凝结了,我多么希望就永远停留在这一刻,永远别让我知道接下来的情节,永远让我凝视窗外。曾记得儿时的我,经常趴在窗台上,等着亲人的归来,小小的脑袋倚在窗前,翘首以盼,偶尔看着窗外的飞燕掠过,回过神来再想仔细看时,它已飞去我不知道的地方。门口有人影闪
A window, always give me endless reverie. Make a pot of tea, holding a book, the window and sit. Every time I read the delight, I always stop looking out of the window and watching the leafy green leaves and the naughty birds on the branches, as if the world was still at this moment, and the time was frozen at this moment. How I wish Stay forever at this moment, never let me know the next episode, always let me stare out the window. I remember my childhood, often lying on the windowsill, waiting for the return of relatives, a small head leaning in front of the window, highly anticipated, and occasionally looked out the window of the swallows swept over, come back and then think carefully When it has been flying I do not know where. Some people flash the door