窗外又飘起了落叶雨。漫天的深黄编织着瑟瑟的秋景,把万物装饰得甚似烂漫,一种无可名状的淡淡情愫油然而生。离枝的叶片悄然飘落在窗台上,窸窣幽叹着,偶尔听见高空洒落的雁声,鼻尖便无由地酸楚起来。 The deciduous rain floated outside the window. The dark yellow sky weaved with the autumn landscape of the sether, decorated everything like a splendid, a faint feeling of infamous. Leaves from the branches quietly fell on the window sill, sighing quietly, and occasionally heard the sound of falling high-altitude geese, the tip of the nose will not help but sour.