听说隔壁的病房来了新病友,出于好奇,我轻轻地推开了那半掩的门。病房里并没有想象中的沉重的鼻息,只有床头那一小束巴西鸢尾花,仿佛在对着旁边的绿色画板叹息。失望的我拖着病恹恹的身体踱下了楼。病痛让我精神不振,窗外那棵大榕树下安静的阴凉处,是我唯一感兴趣的地方。穿过长长的走廊,我来到树下,寻觅到了一个舒适的位置,坐下来,穿过树叶的一束阳光恰巧照在我额头上。 I heard that the ward next door to a new patient, out of curiosity, I gently opened the half-open door. The ward did not imagine the heavy nose, only the bedside that little bunch of iris flowers, as if in the next to the green board sigh. Disappointed, I walked downstairs with my sickly body. Sickness made me feel sluggish. The quiet, cool place under the big banyan tree outside the window was the only place I was interested in. Through the long corridor, I came to the tree and found a comfortable place to sit down, a bunch of sunlight through the leaves happened to shine on my forehead.