电视画面模糊不清,看起来有几分吃力。但她仍并着双膝,睁大眼睛望着屏幕,仿佛那个黑盒子里装着梦幻般的远方。窗外,海棠悄然开放,在风的轻摇中散发着淡淡的清香。她站立在窗边,踮脚望着那满树的海棠花。阳光下,它们洁白而轻柔。“嗨!你好呀。”她朝海棠笑着。海棠从睡梦中惊醒,在风中 TV picture is blurred, it seems a bit difficult. But she still with her knees, wide-eyed looking at the screen, as if the black box filled with a fantastic distance. Outside the window, Begonia quietly open, exudes a touch of fragrance in the wind swaying. She stood by the window, stomping at the begonia tree full of trees. In the sunshine, they are white and gentle. “Hi! Hello! ” She smiled at Begonia. Begonia awakened from sleep, in the wind