这是冬天的某个早晨。冬天的寒意透过玻璃窗直逼过来,屋子里的炉火早已熄灭,冷气围裹着我的身体,让我在这个干冷的早晨开始手足无措。昨晚因为一本书,因为书里的某个章节,我围坐在火炉旁一直到深夜。起来才发现,我是和衣躺了半夜,窗帘低垂在一边。原来,我是忘了盖被子和拉窗帘了。玻璃上结了厚厚的一层冰花,显然昨晚又降温 This is a winter morning. Winter chill straight through the windows, the fire in the house was gone, and the air was wrapped around my body, letting me begin to feel helpless on this dry and cold morning. Last night because of a book, because of a chapter in the book, I sat around the fire until late at night. Only to find that I was lying in the clothes and clothes, curtains hanging down. It turned out that I forgot to cover the quilt and pull the curtains. A thick layer of ice on the glass, obviously cool last night