毫无准备地睁开眼睛,周围还是暗暗的,只有窗户边微弱的淡蓝的光线隔了厚厚的窗帘映进来。我又醒了。新的一天又要开始了。每天,起床、上学、放学、回家、睡觉,日复一日地重复着昨天的事,了无生趣。了无生趣又怎样?我还是必须这样重复下去,因为我知道,导演这场戏的不仅仅是父母。打开家门,背着和昨天一样的黑色书包,走出家,去上学。院子里的树和昨天一样,没有变 Open your eyes unprepared, the surrounding is still dark, and only the faint light blue light of the window is separated by thick curtains come in. I woke up again. The new day begins again. Every day, get up, go to school, school, go home, sleep, day after day repeating something yesterday, no interest in life. No interest in what? I still have to repeat it, because I know, director of the scene is not just parents. Open the house, carrying the same black bag as yesterday, go out to school. The trees in the yard are the same as yesterday, no change