6点15分,我准时跳出窗户,翻过墙。虽然已是初春了,天还是黑得很早,路灯星星点点地亮起,树叶在灯光的映照下,翠绿得如此不真实。我信步于居民区内。现在正是晚饭时间,空气中弥漫着饭菜的香味。我的嗅觉并不是很灵敏,但对于吃的总是要敏感一些的:这家吃红烧肉,这家有咖喱土豆,嘿, At 6:15, I jumped out of the window on time and over the wall. Although it was early spring, the sky was still very dark and the street lights were lit up. The leaves were reflected by the light and the green was so unreal. I walk in the residential area. It is now dinner time, and the smell of food is filled with air. My sense of smell is not very sensitive, but I always have to be sensitive to the food I eat: This is my home-style grilled pork, this home has curry potatoes, oh,