天蒙蒙亮,窗外的风就呼呼地刮着,啪啪地敲打着窗户,似乎在告诉人们将要发生什么事情。我从床上起来,半睡半醒地来到楼下。呀!二楼堆放着一箱箱行李,家里人都在,却寂然无声。我似乎听到了行李们在议论纷纷。一个小箱子低声说:“瞧!这一家子怎么个个愁眉苦脸的?”另一个手提袋凑过脑袋说:“唉,不会又要让我们经历悲伤的场面吧?真为他们伤心啊!”我一头雾水地看 The sky was bright, and the wind outside the window whined and whipped the windows, apparently telling people what was going to happen. I got up from my bed and went downstairs half awake. On the second floor of a box of luggage stacked, all the family, but quietly. I seem to hear the luggage are talking about. A small box whispered: “Look! What a frown of this family?” “Another bag through his head and said:” Oh, will not let us experience the sad scenes again? Really for them Sad ah! "I look confused