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十二月二十四今天又刮风!天还没亮,就被风刮醒了。伙计又跑进来生火炉。我知道, 这是怎样都不能再睡得着了的,医生说顶好能多睡,多吃,莫看书,莫想事, 偏这就不能,夜晚总得到两三点才能睡着,天不亮又醒了。象这样刮风天,真不能不令人想到许多使人焦躁的事。吃过午饭,苇弟便来了,我一听到那特有的急遽的皮鞋声从走廊的那端传来时,我的心似乎便从一种窒息中透出一口气来感到舒适。他以为我又在烦恼, 握紧我一双手,“姊姊,姊姊。”那样不断的叫着。有时我竟忍不住想指点他：“苇弟,你不可以换个方法吗?这样只能反使我不高兴的……”
On December 24th, it was windy again today! As soon as it was still dark, it was awakened by the wind. The guy ran in to the fire again. I know that this is how we can't sleep anymore. The doctor said that he can sleep better, eat more, read books, and think about things. If this is not the case, there will always be two or three points to sleep at night. Bright and wake up. In this windy day, people cannot but think of many anxious things. After lunch, my younger brother came. When I heard the sound of that irritable shoe from the end of the hallway, my heart seemed to feel comfortable from a breath of suffocation. He thought I was worrying again, clenched my hands and said, “Oh, hey.” Sometimes I couldn't help but want to point him: “You can’t change the method, my dear brother? This can only make me unhappy...”