屋子的窗口就只有一棵树,这是一棵枯干的古老的树。它的枝干空空的,它站在土地往天空看的样子像一张网。但这一张网却什么也捕捉不到!下雨的时候它没有留住一滴水珠,下雪的时候它没有留下一片雪花,风来的时候它没有挡着一丝风声。就这么一棵什么也没有的枯树,在寒冷的冬天守在一间木屋的窗口外面。它的枝干空空的,它站在土地往天空看的样子像个鸟巢。但这个鸟巢却什么也没有得到! There was only one tree in the window of the house, a withered ancient tree. Its branches are empty, and it looks like a net standing on the ground as the sky looks. But this one net can not catch anything! It does not keep a drop of water when it rains, and it does not leave a snowflake when it is snowing. When the wind comes, it does not block a trace of wind. It is such a withered tree, which is kept outside the window of a wooden house in the cold winter. Its branches are empty, and it stands like a bird’s nest on the sky as the sky looks. But this nest has nothing to get!