在山的那一边
                                                       小时候，我常伏在窗口痴想                   可是，我却几乎是哭着回来了
                                                        ——山那边是什么呢？                         ——在山的那边，依然是山
                                                        妈妈给我说过：海                                  山那边的山啊，铁青着脸
                                                        哦，山那边是海吗？                              给我的幻想打了一个零分！
                                                       于是，怀着一种隐秘的想望                   妈妈，那个海呢？
                                                       有一天我终于爬上了那个山顶

—We'd better not read ________ the sun.
—I agree. It's bad for our eyes.