清晨有感

清晨，一阵细微的声响将我从睡梦中惊醒，看着身旁还在熟睡的妹妹们，我悄悄的走出了帐篷。细碎的晨光从枝头轻轻洒落，为幽静的小径罩上了一层朦胧的纱。小鸟站在枝头欢快的唱着那些不知名的歌谣，一缕微风俏皮的拂过我的脸颊带来阵阵树木的清香，我从不知清晨的树林是如此的美丽，如此的让人着迷。我不禁有些后悔，后悔自己为何没有珍惜那些时光，但时间就是这样，如指间的细沙，失去了，便无法挽回。我们能做的就只有珍惜眼前的一切，只有这样才会不负年华。

Early in the morning, a small sound woke me up from my sleep. Looking at my sisters who were still sleeping beside me, I quietly walked out of the tent. The fine morning light sprinkled lightly from the branches, covering the quiet path with a hazy gauze. The birds stood on the branches and sang those unknown songs cheerfully. A wisp of breeze swept my cheeks playfully and brought the fragrance of the trees. I never knew that the woods