每当只剩我一人时,家中只有无边的寂静,宛如无星无月的寒冷夜空,又如无人涉足的冰山一角。因此,无论我做什么事,在这个安静的世界里,总能听到时钟富有节奏的嘀嗒声。悦耳吗?不,这单调的声音常常使我躁动不安。于是,我总会恶狠狠地将其中的电池卸下来或干脆将它捂在又厚又重的棉被里。可当心静如水时,我会端详着时钟,屏住呼吸,凝视着秒针分针毫无表情地转动。突然间,我竞有些害怕,害怕时间走得太 When there is only one person left, there is boundless silence at home, like the cold night sky without stars and moon, and the corner of an iceberg where no one is involved. Therefore, no matter what I do, in this quiet world, I can always hear the rhythm of the clock’s rhythm. Is it sweet? No, this monotonous voice often makes me restless. As a result, I always slammed the battery out of it or simply put it in a thick, heavy quilt. I can watch the clock calmly, hold my breath, and stare at the seconds hand minute hand without expression. Suddenly, I was a little scared and I was scared to go too far