一夜天使 第1期

《隐形的翅膀》这首歌推出之后，似乎在每一个角落都能听到这样的歌声：“我知道我一直有双隐形的翅膀，带我飞，飞过绝望/给我希望……”汶川大地震那一年，这首歌给了无数人勇气和力量；就连2009年北京高考作文也以“我有一双隐形的翅膀”为题。是的，我们每一个人都有一双翅膀，它们总会在我们遇到挫折和磨难的时候保护我们免受伤害，让我们在徘徊孤单中坚强、就算很受伤也不闪泪光，带着我们翱翔――“哪里会有风就飞多远吧！”

学习小提示：这是一篇难得的奇幻体裁文章，描写如幻似真，措辞细腻、具体，让读者彷如身临其境，亲历“我”的痛楚、恐惧，以及最后的惊叹。同学们不妨多读几遍，仔细品味，学习作者如何遣词造句。

I find myself in the middle of the woods while the sun is just bidding goodbye to the horizon. How the hell did I get here? I’m wearing a dark blue dress while my feet are bare. Then I remember; I was getting ready for my friend’s party―but I can’t quite remember leaving the house.

I try to think and breathe deeply and my breath comes out in a white 1)puff. It’s getting dark and

hearing the dried leaves 2)crunching under my feet gives my body a shiver. I can hear the 3)rustle of the wind through the trees and the running water from a nearby river.

Then suddenly, out of nowhere, my back begins to 4)throb. I kneel 5)involuntarily on the ground from the 6)excruciating pain. I can’t take it; it hurts too much. It’s like the hammering of a thousand needles on my

7)scapula. I cry out in pain, tears running down my cheeks. Please, make it stop, I cry―and 8)miraculously, it does.

I get up from the ground 9)ever so slowly.

The wind begins to whistle; I can feel it

whipping my face. And that’s when I hear the scream, a high-pitched scream that can only be caused by pure 10)agony, an endless pain or deep suffering. It blends with the wind. It’s so hard to hear. I cover up my ears to block it out but it just grows louder and louder. Then I see a dark figure, like a man under a black cloak, coming in my direction. As it draws closer, I can see its 11)withering fingers, long and black. The cloak’s not touching the ground but I couldn’t see its feet either. It must be floating―but how? I couldn’t see the face, it’s too dark―or was it just that there’snothing to see?

The figure is coming, just a few feet away. Then it 12)shrieks, the same sound I heard earlier, the 13)piercing sound. It’s trying to

embrace and envelope me into its darkness. My

instinct tells me to run, so I do. I run, as fast as I can, like I’ve never run before. Tears stream down my cheeks, still, I don’t stop. As I look back, I trip on a fallen

14)log. I fall on the hard ground as I am still sobbing in pain and in fear.

I remain on the ground, head down, waiting for it to come after me. I give up―just let me die quickly.

A second passes, a minute, but still nothing. Then I hear a flapping sound; it’s near, but it’s soft, like a lullaby.

I raise my head, and sure enough there are wings like an angel’s, hugging me from the darkness, from harm.

I get up to my feet and they’re still there, a shade of white and a speckle of blue. I must be dreaming. For how do I say this? The wings are mine.

太阳在地平线处缓缓西沉时，我发现自己身处一片树林之中。我怎么会来到这样一个地方？我身着一袭深蓝色裙子，赤着双脚。我忽地明白过来，我正准备参加朋友的派对，却不太记得自己是怎么

出门的。

我努力回想，深深地吸了一口气，吐出的气体变成一团白雾。天色渐晚，我听着干枯的落叶在脚下发出嘎吱嘎吱的声音，不禁打了个冷颤。我能听见风吹过树叶的沙沙声，还有附近小河的淙淙流水声。

突然之间，我的背部无缘无故地产生一阵阵悸动。极度的痛楚让我不由自主地跪倒在地。我受不了了，实在太疼了，就像有人在我的肩胛骨上扎下千万根针。我痛苦地哭喊起来，眼泪淌下双颊。求求你，让它停下来，我哭喊着――它奇迹般地骤然而止。

我极其缓慢地从地上站了起来。风开始呜呜地吹着，我能感受到它鞭打着我的脸颊。这时我听见了一声尖叫，这种尖锐的叫声只可能产生自极度的痛苦、无尽的苦痛或者沉痛的折磨。叫声和风声混在一起，让耳朵非常难受。我捂住耳朵，想挡开这叫声，但它的声量越来越大。接着我看见一个黑色的东西――像穿着黑色斗篷的男人那样朝我走来。它越走越近，我看见它那干枯的手指，又长又黑。斗篷没有着地，我却看不见它的双腿。它在空中飘荡――但这怎么可能呢？我看不见它的脸，是因为太黑――还是因为根本没有任何东西呢？

那个黑影步步逼近，离我只有几尺之遥。它尖叫起来，正是我之前听见的刺耳声音。它想将我包围并吞噬于黑暗之中。直觉让我逃跑，于是我跑了起来。我竭尽全力地飞奔，仿佛自己从未奔跑过。眼泪仍然不断淌下脸颊，我却并未停步。我转过头往回望时被一块跌落的木头绊倒了。我跌落在坚硬的地面上，依然抽泣着，满是痛苦和恐惧。

我依旧趴在地上，低着头，等着它尾追而至。我不再挣扎――就给我一个痛快吧。

时间一分一秒地过去，没有任何事情发生。我听见一阵拍打的声响，很近，很轻，就像一首摇篮曲。我抬起头来，真的看见一双天使那样的翅膀拥抱着我，阻挡了黑暗和伤害。

我站了起来，翅膀还在，投射出带着斑驳蓝光的白色阴影。我肯定是在做梦。该怎么说呢？因为这正是我的翅膀。