夏的午后,总是很静,静得让人忘我。我坐在门口的椅子上,树荫覆盖着阳光下的一片宁静,牵牛花爬上树干,点缀在树中间,蝉鸣声萦绕在我的耳边。风儿轻拂我的脸颊,舒服而惬意。我合上沉重的眼皮。梦,来了……在这儿,我什么都看不见,只见那长长的廊的尽头,有一扇门,门后有一缕光,在这黑暗中,分外惹眼。我走了过去,寻那一世界。蓝天下的草原上,一片宁静,却忽而传 Summer afternoon, always very quiet, static people forget themselves. I sat in the chair in the doorway, the shade of the sun was covered with shade, the morning glory climbed the trunk, dotted the middle of the tree, and the cicadas lurked in my ear. Wind blows my cheek, comfortable and comfortable. I closed the heavy eyelids. Dream, here ... I can not see anything here, I see a door at the end of that long corridor, with a ray of light behind the door, exceptionally eye-catching in this darkness. I walked past, looking for that world. The blue sky of the prairie, a quiet, but suddenly heard