我站在家门口的台阶上,眺望契莫西金斯基大街。冬天的夜晚,大街显得多么美丽!一排排的路灯,像一串串耀眼的珍珠项链;白皑皑的雪地在路灯下灼灼发亮,散射出柔和的蓝光。四周静悄悄的,偶尔有一辆电车隆隆驶过,但是很快消失在茫茫的夜色中。我沿着人行道散步,只见一位年老的清洁工正在弯着腰铲雪,他走到哪里,哪里就出现一个小雪堆。我来到建筑工地,路旁正在建造一幢新的大楼。从黑暗中望去,这幢尚未落成的大楼真像童话中 I stood on the steps on the doorstep, looking out over the Chimoxikinsky Street. Winter night, how beautiful the streets look! Row of street lights, like a string of dazzling pearl necklace; white snow shining under the lights, scattering a soft blue light. Surrounded quietly, and occasionally a tram rumble past, but quickly disappeared in the vast night. I walked along the sidewalk, saw an elderly cleaver bending the snow shoveling, wherever he went, where there was a small snowbank. I came to the construction site, a new building was under construction. Looking out of the darkness, this not yet completed building is a fairy tale