不能再等了,仿佛整整等了一个世纪。不能再犹豫了,已经失掉了一个又一个机会。有布谷鸟鸣叫的那个春晨,还在遥远的地方向我招手,我深信。我站在门前,看着门外那一束阳光。阳光灿烂、多情,透着不尽的诱惑,不尽的温暖。而我,关在家里已几度春秋了。本来,想把自己永远封闭起来,再也不到外面那个冷漠的世界上了,去看人们那怪异和嘲讽的目光,使自己受伤的心,再受到伤害。这是一种无奈又不得已的自我保护。可是,却又常常站在门前发呆,情不自禁。而无论在白天,还是在黑夜;无论是醒着,还是睡着,总是有人们的笑声、说话声,总是有不断的鸡声狗声、风声雨声,从门外从窗口传进屋内,撞击着耳骨,潜入心底,搅得我心神不宁,坐卧不安。本来,想使自己过一种平静又安逸的舒心日子,没有欲念,没有希冀, Can not wait any longer, as if waiting a full century. Can no longer hesitate, has lost one after another opportunity. The spring morning where the cuckoo tweeted was still waving to me far away, and I am convinced. I stood in front of the door and looked at the sunshine outside. Sunny, passionate, endless temptation, endless warmth. And I, closed at home several times in the spring and autumn. Originally, I wanted to shut myself up forever and never reach the indifferent world outside, to see people’s weird and sarcastic eyes, to hurt their own hearts. This is a kind of helpless and self-protection. However, they often stood in front of a daze, can not help but. Whether in the day or night, whether it is awake or asleep, there are always people’s laughter, voice, there is always a constant sound of chicken, the wind and rain, from the window from the door Inside the house, hit the ear bones, sneaked into my heart, stirring my uneasy, restless. Originally, want to make yourself a calm and comfortable comfortable days, no desire, no hope,