当我的思虑仍停留在墨绿的树叶时,那叶子却在我不注意的空暇化为黄蝶,随风起舞,盘旋下落……当我的恬梦仍徜徉在洁白的云朵时,那云朵却在我舒展胳臂的瞬间,化作秋雨,默默地敲响大地……秋天的神韵便在这带着甜味的思念中滋润漫溢。秋声传遍大江南北,诠释着生命的过程,它殚尽了生命的最后一个颤音,又敲响了新生命的门楣…… When my thoughts still remain in the dark green leaves, the leaves are turned into yellow butterflies in my carelessness, dancing with the wind and hovering. When my nightmares are still hovering in the white clouds, the clouds As I stretched my arm, it turned into an autumn rain and silently shook the earth. The charm of the autumn was filled with sweetness. The sound of autumn passed through the great rivers north and south, interpreting the process of life. It exhausted the last vibrato of life and sounded the threshold of new life...