黑黑的云朵隐秘了天空。萧瑟的风掠过身体,带走了余温。我紧闭着嘴唇,听到自己落寞的心跳声,从来孤独。闭上眼睛,品味着孤独,我的生活日益精彩。天色很暗,几只寻巢的鸟呜咽着,孤独涌上心头,想起内心渴望的欢愉,我曾厌恨过孤独。家也空空荡荡的,书桌上安静地躺着一本书,《饥饿游戏》。“嘲笑鸟。”我默念,那是一种什么样的动物?灰白的斑点零星散布在黑黑的羽毛上,小巧的喙,弹性的爪,灵活的翼,它们是天空的使者,能唱出世间最美的歌谣,黄莹见 Dark clouds hidden in the sky. The bleak wind swept over the body, taking away the excess temperature. I closed my lips and heard my lonely heartbeat, never lonely. Close your eyes, taste lonely, my life is increasingly exciting. The sky was dark, sowing birds nestling, lonely in my heart, remembered the joy of inner desire, I used to hate loneliness. Home is empty, lying quietly on the desk a book, “Hunger Games.” “I laugh at the bird. ” I meditate, what kind of animal is it? Gray spots scattered on the black feathers, small beak, flexible claws, flexible wings, they are the messenger of the sky, Sing the world’s most beautiful songs, see Huang Ying