这一天真是少有,刮了一夜的大风。熊豆豆用被子蒙着头,爬到窗口,听风的怒吼。这狂风很可怕的,不从东南方来,也不从西北方来。风声越来越响,像是从地下来的。熊豆豆觉得,风就像一条大龙,绕着整幢楼,螺旋一样地爬上来。他觉得好孤单,想有一个毛茸茸、软绵绵、暖乎乎的东西抱着,它会在他怀里拱一拱,叫几声,用乌溜溜的眼睛 This is a rare day, blowing a strong wind overnight. Bear Peas covered with a quilt head, climbed to the window, listening to the wind roar. This wind is horrible, not from the southeast, nor from the northwest. The wind is louder and louder, like from the ground. Bear Peas feel that the wind is like a dragon, around the entire building, like a spiral to climb up. He felt so lonely, trying to have a furry, soft, warm thing holding it, and it would arched in his arms, called a few times, with a wicked eye