There is a view outside the window, not be however outside the window; There is a view in the heart, not be however in the heart. —— preface
窗外有一道风景，却不在窗外；心里有一道风景，却不在心里。——题记
When early morning, there is spadger to move back and forth back and forth outside the window, the attrition sound that wing makes a round trip, in the radian of the flitter in sky, lightsome and moving, floating the dot is nodded again wittily crepuscular.
清晨时，窗外有麻雀来回穿梭，翅膀来回的摩擦声，在空中飞来飞去的弧度，轻盈而又动人，俏皮又泛着点点微光。
After early morning passes, dew of a drop condenses into dew, floating on the window the brightness of the sun. But this brightness written in water, it resembles is dance on point of a knife, it is vibrating hard, bouncing, be about to leave ideal outcome for this brief life. The beauty of dew, it is the beauty of the peak of poetic perfection, my desire saves this beauty, end in order to fail eventually truly.出自 wwW.zuoWEnBA.nEt
清晨过后，一滴滴露水凝结成露珠，在窗上泛着太阳的光辉。但这光辉转瞬即逝，它像是在刀尖上跳舞，它努力地颤动着，跳跃着，欲为这短暂的生命留下完美的结局。露珠的美，是绝唱的美，我欲将此美保存，确终以失败告终。
Window tegument wind blows the sallow since, shake sway drag, be in spring tonal in, rhythm is lively and bright, the colour of bright and beautiful bestrews know clearly each corner. No matter be the jacket that the girl wears, still remove the skirt of dance lightly to place then, apricot yellow, mei is red, shallow blue, vivid and beautiful. The catkin that has Bai Rongrong waves fly, in sky, from time to time drops, raise. Remember suddenly pure in one's childhood, a few frolicking children, can chase after this catkin to run superior long and be very happy with it. Everything all, good and satisfied.
窗外被风吹起的柳枝，摇摇曳曳，在春的色调里，节奏欢快而明亮，明丽的色彩布满了了每一个角落。无论是女孩子穿的上衣，还是那翩翩起舞的裙摆，杏黄，玫红，浅蓝，都生动而美丽。有白绒绒的柳絮飘飞，在空中，时而下降，又扬起。突然想起纯小时候，几个嬉闹的孩子，会追着这柳絮跑上好长时间而乐此不疲。一切的一切，美好惬意。
Midsummer the period of the day from 11 a.m. to 1 p.m. , that one in succession humdrum noisy noisy tone can pass through a curtain, pass consecutively into our ear, this hot and dry mood more be agitated, begin to blame the cry that has them. Later, saw on the book accidentally about cicada, about the character of the life of cicada. Cicada, it is in dark clay, through 3 years, 5 years, the longest amount to seventeen years of long underground life. For can break ground and piece, they not hesitate conceal is over there, wait to emphasize the light that see, etc coming a summer, finish the meaning of its life. How the life of cicada is flimsy, it is in that way tough however, summer is the existence because of cicada more more add true. This is beautiful, beautiful true.
盛夏午时，那一声声单调的聒聒声便会透过窗帘，接连不断地传进我们的耳朵，本就燥热的心情更加烦躁，开始埋怨起它们的叫声。后来，偶然一次在书上看到到了关于蝉，关于蝉的生命的文字。蝉，它在黑暗的泥土中，经过三年，五年，最长则达十七年漫长的地下生活。为了能破土而出，它们不惜藏匿在那里，等待着重见的光明，等来着一个夏天，完成它生命的意义。蝉的生命多么脆弱啊，却又是那样的坚韧，夏天更是因蝉的存在更添一份真实。这就是美，美的真实。
Autumn arrival. The withered Xie Can that full ground is outside the window is beautiful, resemble however extremely that piece suffers vicissitudes of life however the face of the old person that elegance and talent still puts. Their emerge in large numbers a kind of spirit. Although they have greenery no longer dense, also have the intoxicate of safflower no longer, but they stay to us now, it is the incomplete wall that like the circle bright garden leaves like breaking a wall, it is one kind already is destroyed it seems that but what cannot destroy forever however is indicative, want to still have that belief and self-confidence only, even if adorns safflower without greenery, even if remains only withered, . Total also meeting has the charm of a soul that belongs to it.
秋的到来。窗外是满地的枯叶残花，却像极了那张饱受沧桑却风华犹存的老人的脸。它们涌现一种精神。它们虽不再有绿叶的茂密，也不再有红花的醉人，但它们现在给我们留下的，是像圆明园留下的残垣断壁一样，是一种似乎已被摧毁但却永远无法摧毁的象征，只要还拥有那份信念与自信，即便没有绿叶点缀红花，即便只剩下一片枯，。也总会有属于它的一份灵魂魅力。
This window resembling is a frame, witnessed the metempsychosis of the four seasons, the changeover of window exterior color. Those beauty are worth to be collected attentively.
这个窗像是一个画框，见证了四季的轮回，窗外景色的转换。那些美都值得用心收藏。(文/林轩汝)