秋天已经是很深了,不时的有一两片黄叶从窗前徐徐飘下,抑或无力地打着旋子轻落下来。今天老日头生了病,躺在灰灰的厚云里没有一点的光彩。冷冷的细雨有意无意地在松动的窗玻璃上画着平行线,一根一根短短细细的仿佛是闪烁白光 Autumn is already very deep. From time to time, there are one or two yellow leaves floating slowly from the window, or weakly rolling down. Today, the old sun was sick and there was no glory in the gray clouds. The cold drizzle intentionally or unintentionally draws a parallel line on a loose windowpane, one by one, like a flash of white light