树叶

The autumn wind blows gently, and the yellow leaves float and fall. Occasionally, raindrops fall on my cheeks, and with a cool shock, my heart suddenly becomes empty, like the autumn sky, Ming Che rises.

In the autumn of rustling, pieces of ginkgo leaves began to float down from the tree. Occasionally, it was a little lonely. But when the ginkgo tree got angry one day, a strong wind was called and countless leaves began to rain. It seems that the leaves did not grow from it, but others insisted on sticking them.

Will not round the moon, gradually rose to the sky. A transparent gray cloud, faintly covering the moonlight, seems to be a light smoke on the field, and it is like falling into a dream. After the evening clouds passed, the smoke in the fields cleared away, and the water was as clear as the light, washing the soft autumn night.

秋风轻吹,枯黄的树叶飘起又落下。 偶尔的雨滴洒落脸颊,凉凉的一激,心底突然空透,如这秋日的天空般明澈起来。瑟瑟的秋天,一片片银杏叶开始不断地从树上飘下.零星时,略显孤单.但等到银杏树哪天生气了,召来大风,卷着无数地叶子开始下"雨".似乎叶子不是从它身上长出来的,而是别人硬要粘上去的.将圆未圆的明月,渐渐升到高空。 一片透明的灰云,淡淡的遮住月光,田野上面,仿佛笼起一片轻烟,股股脱脱,如同坠人梦境。 晚云飘过之后,田野上烟消雾散,水一样的清光,冲洗着柔和的秋夜。