窗,在儿时的记忆中,是用最纯朴的木色窗框环绕着的。玻璃上附着一层纱似的薄雾,忽而有粒晶莹水滴滚落入梦。窗内是糖果与新衣,窗外是爆竹与欢笑。窗,伴随我进入了小学的课堂。它身上蒙着一层淡淡的灰尘,绿色的漆点调皮地落在上面,似乎是行为艺术的杰作。窗内是幼稚的笔体与天真 The window, in the memory of childhood, is surrounded by the simplest wooden frame. A layer of gauze-like haze was attached to the glass, and crystals and crystal drops drizzled into dreams. The window is full of candy and new clothes. Firecrackers and laughter are outside the window. Window, with me entering the classroom of elementary school. It was covered with a faint layer of dust, and the green lacquer landed mischievously, seemingly a masterpiece of performance art. The window is a childish pen and naive