呼啦啦的北风吹响了冬的号角,叶逃离干巴巴的树杈在冰凉的空气中打了个旋,趴在树底下,随即钻进厚厚的叶背中。尚有几片叶倒是坚挺,小脸已经被冻得毫无气色了,却仍高悬枝头,极目远眺,像是在看南湖的水究竟结没结冰,冻没冻住,有没有一些淘气的顽童在家长的看护下玩得嘻嘻哈哈!叶终究是挨不住的,在挨了一个深秋,挨了一个初冬的早晨,跳了最后一支优美的舞蹈后,终究须须飘下。这样的季节这样的早晨,太阳也被冻红了脸了,于是开始懒床了,跟七八岁的小 Hula’s north wind sounded the winter horn, the leaves escaped from the dry branches of trees twirled in the cold air, lying under the tree, then drilled into the thick leaves back. There are still a few leaves down is firm, the little face has been frozen without color, but still hanging branches, overlooking, like watching the water in South Lake did not freeze, frozen did not freeze, there is no Some naughty naughty under the care of parents playing laughing! After all, leaves are unable to endure, after suffering a late autumn, suffered a winter early morning, after jumping the last piece of graceful dance, after all, have to drift. Such a season such a morning, the sun was frozen red face, and began to lazy bed, with seven or eight years old