不知道什么时候起的风,窗户大开着,鸟被惊醒,叫着,拍打着翅膀,外面黑黢黢的,天还没有明亮的意思。黎明之前,仿佛每一片叶子都在苏醒,哗哗的声音,如涨涨落落的潮水。她总是那样微笑着,那样自然地出现,当然,只是在梦里。她的眼神还是那样快乐,她的书包里总是装着一个苹果。也许微笑是真实的,而苹果只是一个想象。有时候,我会产生一些疑惑,不知道一件事是真的经历过,还是只是在梦里梦见过。 Do not know when the wind, the windows open wide open, the bird was awakened, shouting, flapping wings, black outside, the sky has no bright meaning. Before dawn, as if every leaf is awake, rushing voice, such as rising tide. She always smiles like that, so naturally, of course, just in a dream. Her eyes still so happy, her bag always contains an apple. Maybe smiling is real, and Apple is just an imagination. Sometimes, I will have some doubts, I do not know whether one thing really experienced, or just dreamed in a dream.