那晚,母亲又加班了,我独自一人在家。外面一片漆黑,阵阵冷风袭来,窗户发出剧烈的响声。我收拾好一切,准备上床睡觉,可是只睡了一会儿,就再也睡不着了。我只好坐起来,随手拿起摆在床头的一本小说,心不在焉地看起来……过了很长时间,母亲还没有回来,我实在有点儿困,就这样迷迷糊糊地躺在床上,心里也不知是什么 That night, my mother worked overtime, and I was home alone. Out of a dark, bursts of cold hit, the window issued a loud noise. I packed everything, ready to go to bed, but only slept for a while, they could not sleep anymore. I had to sit up, pick up a novel placed on the bed, absently to look ... ... After a long time, the mother has not come back, I am a bit sleepy, so drowsily lying in bed, I do not know what is the heart