邻居的小孩安静,是个盲童。春天到来以后,小区的绿地上花繁叶茂,桃花开了,月季花开了,浓郁的花香吸引着安静。这个小女孩子,整天在花香中流连。安静是个细腻的女孩子。我相信,她的没有视觉的世界,和我们一样丰富,甚至可能有比我们更丰富的地方。我们用眼睛看到浅绿深红的世界,安静用她的心来感受和理解。安静的面前,同样是一个层次分明浓淡有致的春天。安静极缓极缓地伸出她的手。在花香的引导下,她的手,极其准确地伸向一朵沾满露珠的月季花。我几乎要喊出声来了,因为那朵月季花上,正停着一只白蝴蝶。 The neighbor’s children are quiet and blind children. After the arrival of spring, the green areas of the district are thriving, peach blossom, rose flowers, rich floral attract quiet. The little girl linger all day in the flowers. Quiet is a delicate girl. I believe that her vision-less world is just as rich as us and perhaps even richer than us. We see with our eyes the world of light green and dark red, quiet with her heart to feel and understand. In front of the quiet, is also a clear-cut shades of spring. Quietly and slowly extended her hand. Under the fragrance of flowers, her hand stretched very accurately to a rose covered with dewdrops. I almost shouted out loud, because the flower rose, is holding a white butterfly.