风过,叶落。又是一年秋天。自百忙之中抬头,我看那叶子在风里翩翩落下,美好的姿态宛如潦倒的蝶,无可奈何却又勇敢地扑向大地。更替,更替。春天永远会在二月到来,在五月结束。三个月的跨度在地理课本上可以化作一个旬点就隔开的黑字,正如历史课只用一节就能从原始社会讲到现代文明。时间在文字的操控下显得如此之短。但它又多么长!中考结束的那年夏天,每日我都玩得乐不思蜀,全身骨头都要零散地掉下来了。我一天一天玩着,不时给远方的奶奶打个电话问问何时归兮,感觉这夏天 The wind, the leaves fall. Another year is autumn. Ever since I was busy, I saw that the leaves fell down in the wind, and the beautiful posture was like a fallen butterflies, helpless but boldly toward the earth. Replacement, replacement. Spring will always arrive in February and end in May. The span of three months can be turned into a black dot on the geography textbook separated from the ten-day point, just as the history lesson can talk about the modern civilization from primitive society in only one lesson. Time seems to be so short under the control of words. But how long it is! The summer of the end of the exam, I have fun every day, the whole body should be fragmented to fall. I play day by day, from time to time to the grandmother call to ask when to come Xi, I feel this summer