洗净万千迷惘,看遍花开花落。——题记清晨,我漫步在林荫小道上,迎着初升的朝阳,感受着清冷、萧瑟的秋风。抬起头,蓝天下,那曾经枝繁叶茂的柏树已不在,如今在秋风中,只剩下枯枝上伶仃的几抹绿色。目光转移到树下,地上已堆满厚厚的落叶。那枯黄的树叶上清晰的纹络,仿佛还昭示着昔日残留的辉煌。现在剩下的,却只是消逝于秋风中的残败,和陨落 Wash thousands of confused, see the flowers bloom. - Inscription in the morning, I walk in the boulevard, facing the rising sun, feel cold, bleak autumn wind. Looked up, under the blue sky, that once flourishing Cypress is no longer, and now in the autumn wind, leaving only a few sticks of green on the dry branches. Eyes shifted to the tree, the ground has been filled with thick leaves. That yellow leaves on the clear texture, as if also made clear the old residual brilliant. Now the rest, but only disappeared in the autumn wind of the defeat, and fall