微风缓缓地吹着百叶窗,吹在窗上,非常温柔,像羽毛似的;偶尔也会犹如几声叹息,听起来像夏日漫漫长夜里的风轻抚着树叶的声音。在铺着草皮的地下,田鼠正在地洞里呼呼大睡,猫头鹰则在沼泽地深处的一个空心树里蹲着,兔子、松鼠、狐狸都呆在家里。看门的狗静静地躺在暖炉旁,牛羊在栏圈里悄无声息。连大地都在沉睡——但这不是寿终正寝,而是忙碌一年后第一次美美地睡上一觉。夜 The breeze slowly blinded the shutters, blowing on the window, very gentle and feathery, and occasionally a few sighs, sounding like the wind stroking the leaves over the long night of summer. Under the turf, the vole is asleep in the cave, and the owl crouches in a hollow tree deep in the swamp, with rabbits, squirrels, and foxes all at home. Gatekeeper’s dog lying quietly by the fire, cattle and sheep quietly in the column. Even the world is asleep - but this is not the end, but the first time a year after sleep in the United States and the United States. night