一阵风过,树叶纷纷落下。伸出手,看着落在手心的一片黄叶,我写上了自己的名字握在手心。“叶归风从。”我默念道。秋雨过后的阳光洒在身上有一种说不出的惬意。回到家乡已经三个多月 With a gust of wind, the leaves fell. I reached out and looked at the yellow leaves that fell on the palm of my hand. I wrote my own name on the palm of my hand. “The leaves are from the wind,” I said silently. After the autumn rain, there was a kind of indescribable pleasure. It has been more than three months since I returned home