风飙,叶一片一片落,留下一个秃,虽有摄流云陪衬,色彩也已由缤纷而单调。看别人的绿艳,想来真不该遗弃再生的机会。倘若芽儿重显生机,必能占了一树的绿,绿了一片的树林。可叹的是,风还在蹂躏着垂危的灵魂,使其更瘦成一根奏不出和音的单弦。尽管用了最有战斗力的意志,逃不过绿的消失。 Breeze, the leaves one by one, leaving a bald, although the cloud of clouds foil, color has also been colorful and monotonous. See other people’s gorgeous, want to come to really should not give up the chance of regeneration. If the buds reappear, they will be able to account for the green and green trees of a tree. What is lamentable is that the wind is still devastating the dying soul, making it even thinner into a single chord that can not be pronounced. Despite the most fighting will, can not escape the disappearance of green.