雾.默默地飘进了校园,一片白纱。太阳,像刚出门的小媳妇.害羞地露出了红扑扑的脸蛋儿。新的一天开始了。秋风送爽.第一个报名的,非它莫属。它有时像个小淘气.把你逗得哈哈大笑;有时像个癞皮狗,缠着你不放。使你哭笑不得,有时又像个慈善的母亲.抚摸着你.使你觉得温馨,快乐…… Fog quietly floated into the campus, a white gauze. The sun, like the young woman who had just left the house, shyly exposed the red face. A new day begins. The autumn is the best for the first registration. Sometimes it’s like a little naughty. It makes you laugh and laughs; sometimes it’s like a suede dog, holding you around. Makes you cry and laugh, sometimes like a charity mother. Caressing you. Makes you feel warm and happy...