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1这天清晨,谢西城不情不愿地伸出手,在床头柜上关掉那个不知道响在何处的刺耳闹钟,顺手拉开窗帘,窗外竟是一片刺眼的雪白。都二月份了,可怜的沈阳还在下这么大的雪,连春天的影子都没有看到。要出门时,看到老妈坐在客厅沙发上,红着眼睛,一脸的悲戚,谢西城心里一酸,倒了一杯热水递到她冰冷的手上“:妈妈,喝点水吧,我去上学了。”轻轻走出家门,谢西城长长细细地叹息了口气。是不是所有的人在压力很大、很伤心的时候,都喜欢对自己不好?
1 In the early morning of the day, Xie Xicheng reluctantly extended his hand to turn off the ear-piercing alarm clock on the bedside table where he did not know where to ring, and opened the curtains smoothly. The window was actually a dazzling snow-white. It was February. Poor Shenyang was still under such a big snow, and even the shadow of spring did not see it. To go out, see Mom sitting on the sofa in the living room, with red eyes, a look of grief, Xie Xicheng heart sour, poured a cup of hot water handed her cold hands “: mother, drink some water I went to school.” Gently walked out of the house, and Xie Xicheng sighed long and thin. Is it not good for all people to feel bad about themselves when they are stressed and sad?