她又听到了儿子的哭声。这已经是第三次了。她仿佛看到儿子从深树林里沿着那条小路爬过来,边爬边哭。儿子爬得很慢,但还是近了,近了,哭声越来越响,越来越清晰……老公有节奏地打着呼噜。她躺在老公身边,想大叫一声,但张开嘴却叫不出来。她想把老公推醒,发现手不能动,她想把老公踢醒,发现脚也不能动。很快她发现自己全身都不能动,直直地躺在床上,像个死人一般,可意识是清楚的……儿子已经爬到窗外了,哭声那么凄惨,撕心裂肺一般。她说不出是害 She heard the cry of her son again. This is the third time. She seemed to see her son crawling over the path from the deep woods, crying while climbing. His son crawled very slowly, but still close, near, crying louder and louder, more and more clear ... her husband rhymes with a snore. She lay beside her husband, wanted to shout, but could not open her mouth. She wanted to wake her husband and found that her hand could not move, she wanted to wake her husband and found that the foot can not move. Soon she found himself unable to move the body, lying straight on the bed, like a dead general, consciousness is clear ... ... The son has climbed out the window, crying so miserable, heart piercing general. She can not tell