一直以为文章本天成,妙手偶得之。这是件强求不得的事,但是今晚我却不得不端坐在书桌前,强求这本应该偶得的文章。很明显可以感觉到今天夜里确实很冷。虽然在家里坐着,但是,仍然隐隐约约觉得窗外的寒气在不断地向我逼近(袭来)。透过朦朦胧胧的窗户,看着不见一点光亮的黑夜,身心都越发地凉了。究竟该写些什么呢?我沏了一杯茶,淡淡的雾气缓缓上升,思绪随着雾气在无力地上升。越往上它越显得疲倦和无 Always thought that this article Tiancheng, Miaoshou even. This is something I can not but I have to sit down at my desk tonight, insisting that this article should be even. Obviously you can feel really cold tonight. Although sitting at home, but still vaguely feel the cold outside the window is approaching me (hit). Through the hazy windows, looking at a little dark night, both physically and mentally more cold. What exactly should I write? I made a cup of tea, a touch of mist rising slowly, and my thoughts rising weakly as the mist grew. The more it looks tired and the more it goes up