What is there outside the window?
窗外有什么？
There is the alpenglow of early morning outside the window, have blue sky white cloud, have heavy rain of gourd ladle basin, have dazzling sun, have the rays of morning or evening sunshine of the dusk, the neon lamp …… that night flares still has a lot of a lot of, the picture outside the window is fluctuating all the time, relating the story of this world.
窗外有清晨的朝霞，有蓝天白云，有瓢盆大雨，有耀眼的阳光，有傍晚的霞光，有夜晚闪耀的霓虹灯……还有很多很多，窗外的画面一直变幻着，讲述着这个世界的故事。
I have two windows, one cries small east, one cries small on the west. After getting up in the morning at the same time, look, before sleeping in the evening at the same time, look.
我有两扇窗，一扇叫作小东，一扇叫作小西。一面早上起床后看，一面晚上睡觉前看。
Early morning at 6 o'clock, get up. I turned over a body to sit up, the hold up that use a hand removes hair silk, have a bundle of light. It is small before my body east, through it I saw one sleeps a hazy world. At the moment outside the window very quiet, lian Diao makes also becoming silent, have the froufrou that sweep the floor only. On the road fragmentary have a few a few passer, cars. The sun outside the window rises not completely still, but already of too impatient to wait catch the cloud beside Chengming yellow.
清晨六点，起床。我翻了个身坐起来，用手撩起发丝，有一束光。我的身前是小东，透过它我看到了一个睡眼朦胧的世界。此刻的窗外很安静，连鸟叫也沉寂着，只有扫地的沙沙声。路上零星有几个过路人、几辆汽车。窗外的太阳还未完全升起，但已迫不及待的将身边的云彩染成明黄色。
Pass through this window, I see force of a labor needs the world of hair. My drowsiness also the instant is devoid, enliven brace up, one day when I expect open.
透过这扇窗，我看到一个蓄势待发的世界。我的睡意也瞬间全无，抖擞抖擞精神，开启我期待的一天。
Towards evening at 6 o'clock, come home. I am keeping operation, on the face that a bundle of tenderness wearies lazy in relief illumination mirrors me. I put down a pen, bend over in small beside on the west, see right now the scenery outside the window. The sun should walk along —— he comes quickly, go quickly also. Afterglow ases if in persuade the sun to stay to the utmost, persuade her beautiful now colour to stay, with her multicoloured body twines lofty Lou Yu. Outside reaching the hand the window, I try nab at the moment scene, calm case lives at the moment scene, as tender as this scene. Outside looking at a window, my tired use up disappear.
傍晚六点，回家。我写着作业，一束温柔慵懒的阳光照映到我的脸上。我放下笔，趴在小西的身边，一睹此时窗外的景色。太阳要走了——他来得快，走得也快。晚霞仿佛在极力挽留太阳，挽留她现在美丽的色彩，用她五光十色的身子缠绕住高大的楼宇。将手伸出窗外，我试图捉住此刻的景、定格住此刻的景，与这景缱绻着。看着窗外，我的疲倦尽消。
Midnight at 2 o'clock, insomnia. I am enjoying the world outside these two windows, it is disparate however. Small the east to busy streets, having the neon light that hopes to be less than a head, flourishing. What is the people that has not put in the home 's charge saying, come out from time to time a laugh, bacchic. Small the village is faced on the west, every family extinguish the lamp, inky. But this is inky,gave a person however one kind sets this mind at, make the nerve that the person stretchs tight closely abrupt and calm come down, the world outside wanting to be the same as this window enters dreamland together.
午夜两点，失眠。我欣赏着这两扇窗外的世界，却是截然不同的。小东面向闹市，有着一眼望不到头的霓虹灯，一片繁华。还未归家的人们在说着什么，时不时传出一阵笑声，喧闹着。小西面向小区，家家户户都熄了灯，一片漆黑。可是这漆黑却给予了人一种安心，让人紧绷的神经突然沉静下来，想要同这窗外的世界一同进入梦乡。
Look at the picture outside this disparate window, I was asleep insensibly.
看着这截然不同的窗外景象，我不知不觉睡着了。(文/王语桐)