十月的秋风又翻起安详的落叶,把大地铺成一片沉静的浅黄,就和那时夕阳的颜色一样,只是水池边少了一个微弯的身影。那些温馨炽热的岁月哪里去了?是被时光裹挟着卷入风中了吧?我幼年时与外婆住在寂静的城市一隅。也许那儿是灰尘盖天的,可从童年的我眼里看出的却是一派明丽的色彩。北方的冬 The autumn wind of October again turned up the peaceful leaves and laid the earth in a quiet, pale yellow color just as the colors of the sunset were, leaving only a slightly bent figure beside the pool. Where are those warm and hot days gone? Is the time coercively entangled in the wind, right? I lived with my grandmother in a quiet corner of the city in my childhood. Perhaps there is dust covered, but I can see from the eyes of childhood is a school of bright colors. Northern winter