这是一个阴霾浓重的秋日,窗外的天空比往常更加苍白。沉闷的空气使人有些喘不过气来。这个秋天似乎注定是一个悲伤的秋天,我升入了毕业班,小升初的脚步已经悄然逼近。使人仿佛被关进铁笼子一般,肩上的压力有些让我吃不消了。秋风卷落了一片黄叶。我疲倦地坐在书桌前。在阴霾的天气里,灯光也显得昏暗。如山的本子堆在了我的面前,挡住了我出去玩乐的路。在灯光阑珊的角落里,我仍然在对付 This is a dark autumn day, the sky outside the window more pale than usual. Dreary air makes people a little breathless. This fall seems destined to be a sad autumn, I was promoted to graduating class, small ascent pace has quietly approached. People seem to be locked into the iron cage in general, some pressure on my shoulder too much for me. Autumn wind fell a yellow leaf. I sat at my desk tiredly. In haze weather, the lights also appear dim. Mountain books stacked in front of me, blocking the way I went out to have fun. In the dim corner, I’m still dealing with it