天地间,又奏响了冬天的旋律。窗外,北风呼啸着,犹如一个调皮的孩子吹着口哨儿在奔跑着。我坐在火炉旁,身上紧裹着棉衣,仔细听着这冬天的旋律。那光秃秃的树枝,在无情的狂风中摇曳,我真替它们担心,生怕它们会因忍受不住狂风的折磨而突然“咔嚓”一声断下来。“当——当——当——”墙上的挂钟一连响了三下,我抬头看了看 Between heaven and earth, winter melody was played. Outside the window, the north wind whistled like a naughty child whistling and running. I sat by the fire, wrapped in a cotton-padded coat, and listened carefully to the winter melody. The bare branches, swaying in the harsh winds, I am really worried for them, for fear that they will suddenly “slam” and break down because they can’t stand the torture of the wind. “When - when - when -” The wall clock rang three times and I looked up