我寻觅着,寻觅着,寻觅着一处充满诗情的自然。但它们似乎想与我捉迷藏,都不见了。一条青色的带子映入我的眼帘,这是竹公溪吗?我的心里漏了一拍,再次放眼望去,啊,是真的,竹公溪又恢复了以前的容貌了。远处,雾气还未消散,正在河面上飘着,给这条青绿色的玉带送来一层薄薄的面纱。“突突突……”渡船冒着烟,叫了一阵子,靠了岸。我从渡船上轻轻一跳,上了岸。我打量了一下四周,发现这儿的竹子倒挺多,但并不翠绿,都已经枯萎了,不断有枯叶从天空降落,像跳伞兵一般。有的在空中打了几个旋儿,这才飘到地上,多么美,它们是一只只枯叶蝶吗?走着走着,地面上发出阵阵轻响,“沙 I am looking for, looking for, looking for a natural poetic. But they seem to want to hide and seek with me, are gone. A blue ribbon into my eyes, this is the bamboo river it? My heart missed a shot, looking around again, ah, it is true, bamboo Gongxi and restored the previous appearance. The distance, the fog has not dissipated, is floating on the river, to the green jade belt sent a thin veil. ”Suddenly ... ...“ ferry smoking, called for a while, by the shore. I jumped from the ferry and went ashore. I looked around for a moment and found that the bamboo here fell down quite a lot, but it was not green and had wilted. There were still dead leaves falling from the sky, like parachutists. Some hit the spin in the air a few children, it was floating to the ground, how beautiful, they are only a dead leaf butterfly? Walked, the ground issued bursts of light, ”sand