早晨莫卡从温暖的被窝里醒来,还没完全醒透就从木质的小床上下来,脚尖刚刚碰到地板,他便“嗷”的一声跳了起来。地板冰凉冰凉的,这种寒冷一下子让莫卡清醒了,他看看窗外,白白的什么也看不到。突然间莫卡想到了什么,汗毛直立,瞪大了眼睛:“不会真的下过暴风雪吧!”莫卡喊道,他紧接着抓起了一件针织毛衣披在身上跑着打开房门,打开房门的这一刻他惊呆了。 Mooka wake up from the warm blanket in the morning, not yet fully awake from the wooden crib down, toes just hit the floor, he will “嗷 ” and jumped up. The floor was cold and cold, and Mocha was awakened by the cold all of a sudden. He looked out of the window and could not see anything in vain. Suddenly what Moka thought came up, his hairs upright and his eyes widened: “It’s not going to be a blizzard! ” Mocca shouted as he grabbed a knit sweater and ran open The door, opened the door at this moment he was shocked.