我的隔壁住着一个孤儿。她比我小几岁,脸庞清秀,一双眼睛大而空洞:她一生下来就失去了光明。她不能走出室外,不能去上学。我有时间便去她那儿,给她讲外面的故事和心中的苦闷。她总是低着头,微笑着听。虽然我有时候胡编乱造,她也信以为真。她只是笑,不怎么说话,也不用那双眼睛看 I lived with an orphan next to me. She was a few years younger than me, her face was delicate, her eyes wide and empty: she lost her light when she was born. She cannot go outside and cannot go to school. When I had time, I went to her and told her the story and the sadness in my heart. She always lowered her head and smiled. Although I sometimes make up the mess, she believes it is true. She just laughs, she doesn’t talk very much and she doesn’t have to look at her eyes