与老家相比,深圳的冬天,是如此平淡。微凉,微凉,是冬日的早晨;微热,微热,是平淡的中午。去年,也是一个冬日微热的中午,我与爸爸就坐在阳台的小椅子上。我用手撑着脸,望着阳台外的景色发呆。我能做些什么呢?我能为这无趣的生活加点什么料呢?“怎么冬日也这么无聊呢。”不经意间说出了口。爸爸若有所思地看了看我。“你觉得生活很无聊么?”爸爸也撑起脸。阳光似乎是赖上我了,久久不愿离开。身上渗出了细细的汗珠,我有些烦闷地答道:“是啊。” Compared with the home, the winter in Shenzhen is so dull. Slightly cool, cool, is the winter morning; slightly hot, slightly hot, is dull at noon. Last year, also a hot little winter noon, my father and I sat on a small chair on the balcony. I hold my face with my hand, looking at the scenery outside the balcony in a daze. What can I do? What can I do for this boring life? “” How winter is so boring? “” I spoke inadvertently. Dad looked at me thoughtfully. “Do you think life is boring?” “Father also hold up his face. Sunshine seems to rely on me, for a long time do not want to leave. Exudation of thin sweat body, I am a bit bored replied: ”Yes ah. "