“来信了!”门外传来邮递员的声音。朦朦胧胧的双眼一睁开,窗外的阳光刺了进来,用手揉揉眼睛,看看钟,八点过半了。伸了个懒腰,起床吧!我顺手打开了电视,到门外取回了这封信。原来,它来自遥远的大别山,来自我的那个珍贵的笔友——她已经有些日子没跟我通信了。打开信。“朋友,你还好吗?咱家的生活好多了。”我心里默默地为他们祝福。 “A letter!” The postman’s voice came from outside the door. His eyes widened and the sunlight outside the window stabbed in. He rubbed his eyes with his hands and looked at the bell. It was half past eight. Stretch out and get up! I smoothly opened the TV and retrieved the letter outside the door. It turned out to be from the distant Dabie Mountains, from my precious pen pal – she hadn’t communicated to me in some days. Open letter. “Friends, are you okay? Your family’s life is much better.” I silently blessed them.