一直很想坐下来静静地写出点什么,然而,纵使脑海里思绪万千,却始终无法付诸笔端。于是,我开始变得焦躁,不安……我站在秋天的尾巴上,望着漫天的树叶不断地飘零,满目萧然。这个季节,我一个人背着沉重的背包穿梭于城市的大街小巷,看到无数触目惊心的景色。我没有抬头,麻木地继续? I always wanted to sit down and write something quietly. However, even if my mind was full of thoughts, I couldn’t write it. So, I began to become anxious, uneasy ... ... I stood on the tail of the autumn, looking at the sky of the sky constantly falling, full of darkness. This season, I was carrying a heavy backpack on the streets of the city and saw countless shocking views. Did I not look up and continue numbly?