易卜生在《当我们这些死者苏醒时》一剧中轻声发问:“玛亚,你听见寂静了吗?”如果是我,我要回答:“是的,我听见了。而这正是牵动我内心的声音。”——题记窗外是层峦起伏的群山,它们伫立在缭绕的薄雾中。夕阳还在,黑夜尚未完成它的大一统。老家的阁楼上,我正埋头翻阅资料和字典,如干渴的人汲取知识的甘泉,同时也为开学的竞赛做准备。等我再度抬头,黑夜早已降临,万籁俱 Ibsen whispered softly in a play “When the dead of us were awake”: “Maya, do you hear the silence?” If I were, I would answer: “Yeah, I heard. It is the voice that affects my heart. ”- The inscription window is surrounded by hills, standing in the misty mist. The sunset is still, the night has not yet completed its grand unification. At home in the attic, I was digging through information and dictionaries, such as the thirsty people to draw knowledge of Oasis, but also for the start of the competition to prepare. When I look up again, the night has come, all sounds are