夜里我忘记关窗。清晨,发现许多新生的蔷薇缀满花朵伸进屋来。木屋里,灰扑扑的墙壁,灰扑扑的家具,灰扑扑的衣服,只有那些花儿才是鲜艳的。它们像是降落人间的天使,把木屋苍白的脸,一点点地,照亮了。 I forget to close the window at night. Early in the morning, many fresh roses were found encrusted with flowers into the room. In the wooden house, gray walls, gray furniture, grey clothes, only those flowers are bright. They are like angels that landed on the earth, and lightened the pale face of the huts little by little.