打开窗户,是一种生活的方式。这不仅是打开即黎明,合上即黄昏。 刚来到这钢筋水泥的城市时,极不习惯:多了些喧闹,少了份宁静;多了些噪热,少了份清凉。有一天,我试着把窗户打开。这时我才发现,城市也有沁人心脾的清新气息扑面而来。晶莹的露珠挂在枝头,映着朝阳的金光,让你感觉到生命的颜色在跳动。偶尔会有一两只美丽的小鸟在树枝上跳舞唱歌,这歌声已很久没有听到了。我侧耳聆听这仿佛是来自天籁的声音。对久居城市的人来说,这无疑是一支久违的美妙的乐曲。要是在华灯初上的时候,透过树梢还能看见不远处灿如星辰的霓虹在鳞次栉比的高楼上闪烁,点缀着都市的美丽。 Open the window, is a way of life. This is not only open that dawn, closing that evening. Just arrived in the city of reinforced concrete, very accustomed to: more noisy, less quiet; more noisy, less cool. One day, I tried to open the window. At this moment, I found out that the city also has refreshing atmosphere blowing in the face. Crystal dew hanging on the branches, reflecting the golden sun, let you feel the color of life beating. Occasionally there will be a beautiful bird or two singing and dancing on the branches, the song has not been heard for a long time. I hear this as if from the sounds of nature. For people living in the city, this is undoubtedly a long absence, a wonderful piece of music. If at the beginning of the Chinese lantern, you can see through the treetops not far from the bright neon stars in the row upon row of tall buildings flashing dotted with the beauty of the city.