1这真是个湿漉漉的傍晚,湿漉漉的蓝顶房子,湿漉漉的昏黄灯光,湿漉漉的花花草草,就连我的心情也湿漉漉的……很久以前,这栋蓝色屋顶的房子里不单单只有我一个人,还有一个很小很小的孩子,小到可以站在我的手掌上唱歌跳舞,我总是叫她北风。北风有着白白的皮肤,细长的眼睛。天气晴朗的时候她就会很高兴,呵呵一笑,一朵朵洁白的花就会从她身上滚落下来。可是一到了下雨天或者大风天,她的情绪就会很低落,低落到全身也像这样的天气一样湿漉漉的,每到这时,她总是告诉我她可能就要消失了。我问她会去哪里,她只是摇摇头。 1 It was a wet evening, a wet blue roof house, wet yellow light, wet flowers, and even my mood is also wet ... ... a long time ago, this blue-roofed house is not only me People, there is a very small child, small enough to stand on my palm singing and dancing, I always call her the north wind. North wind has white skin, slender eyes. When the weather is sunny, she will be happy, haha ​​smile, blossoming white flowers will roll down from her body. However, once the rainy day or windy day, her emotions will be very low, low to the whole body like the weather as wet, and she always tells me that she may disappear. I asked where she would go, she just shook her head.