夜长长,夜深深。忽地屋里有了异样的声响,啪哒、啪哒,扇起一阵一阵的风,把满屋子的寂静和黑暗搅动起来。分明看见一个小小的影子飞过来飞过去,翅膀发疯一样地拍动,抛出一条条的光弧。是那只画眉鸟,什么时候钻出了笼子?这不安分的东西!侯七骂了一声,急忙光着脚跳下床,手忙脚乱地去抓捕。两条腿重得像铅,而身子又软得像一片丝绸,眼看着快要抓住,刚一伸手,鸟一扑楞又逃远了。他才想起没有开灯,开了灯就方便多了。摸到开关线, Night long, night deep. Suddenly there was a strange noise in the house, pattering, pattering, fanning in the wind for a while, stirring up the silence and darkness of the room. Clearly saw a small shadow flying over in the past, the wings flapping like crazy, throwing a light arc. Is the thrush, when drilled out of the cage? This restless thing! Hou seven scolded, rushed barefoot out of bed, scramble to arrest. Two legs weight like lead, while the body soft as a piece of silk, seeing almost seize, just reach out, the birds flew away and flew away. He remembered that he did not turn on the lights and turned on the lights more easily. Touch the switch line,