那缕阳光最近几年每当木木早晨醒来,总是莫名想起儿时透过小窗偷偷溜进来的那缕阳光,她五彩斑斓,有一串串温柔的光环相衬,给灰暗的小屋带来清晨的问候。那缕阳光如此动人,木木躺在小床上一动不动,生怕打扰了她的安详。那是夏日清晨,知了凑热闹似地开口唱起来,好像中国好声音,总是那么热情。木木喜欢那缕阳 That ray of sunshine in recent years, every time Mu Mu woke up in the morning, always inexplicable remembered childhood sneak in through the small window of that ray of sunshine, she colorful, with a string of gentle halo phase contrast to the dark hut with Early morning greetings. That ray of sunshine so touching, wood lying in a small bed motionless, for fear of disturbing her serenity. It was early summer morning, knowing that I was going to join in the lively singing and singing, as if China was a good voice and always so passionate. Wood like that ray of yang