风起的时候,笑看落叶。任凭周围是一片枯黄的世界,看得见它们凌风起舞的身影,听得见它们“簌簌”的叹息声。忧伤沾满我的眼,心中的欢喜早已被一股难言的悲怆所代替。落在地上“卟卟”的声音听起来是如此的凄凉。此时此刻,它们像无家可归的孩子,随着风儿四处飘零,却不知自己的去向。 When the wind rises, laugh at the fallen leaves. Although they were surrounded by a yellowish world, they could see their dancing figures and heard their sighs. Sadness filled my eyes, and the joy in my heart was long replaced by an unspeakable sadness. The sound of “squeaking” on the ground sounds so bleak. At this moment, they are like homeless children. As the wind drifts around, they do not know where they are going.