在一个有风的下午,我把一只玻璃杯放在了窗台上,阳光洒在玻璃杯上,照影浮在窗台上,像一条水晶项链,可我却无心欣赏这美丽的“光环”,只一心想用玻璃杯盛一杯热牛奶,放在窗边等着冷却。也就是在这天下午,玻璃杯和热牛奶相遇了,冰冷的玻璃杯,看见热情的热牛奶,内心浮乱不已,但内? On a windy afternoon, I put a glass on the window ledge, the sun shining on the glass, the photo floating on the window sill, like a crystal necklace, but I was inadvertently appreciate this beautiful “halo” Just want to use a glass of glass filled with hot milk, waiting at the window to cool down. That is, in the afternoon, the glass and hot milk met, cold glass, hot milk to see passion, the heart of endless chaos, but inside?