九月的天空明净异常,当下午的阳光透过教室的窗玻璃照射在我面前的稿纸上时,一种慵懒的味道顿时弥漫开来。右手边摊开的杂志上有一篇文章《秋日的橙子》,读过之后有一种淡淡的感触,一如这秋日下午的阳光,弥漫着淡淡的慵懒与忧伤,让人只想就这么静静地坐着,就这么静静地思考一些事。似乎窗外树上的叶子又落了一些。恍然间想起一个人安静地走在学校操场上时,阳光从树叶间照射下来,地面上细碎的光点与叶子的阴影嬉戏跳跃,耳边有风沿着小路来回穿梭的声 The sky of September was a net anomaly, and when the afternoon sun shone through the classroom windowpane on the manuscript in front of me, a lazy taste suddenly filled the air. On the right-hand side of the magazine there is an article entitled “Autumn Orange”, after reading there is a touch of light, as the autumn afternoon sun, filled with a touch of laziness and sadness, people just want it Sit quietly, so quietly thinking of something. It seems that the leaves on the tree outside the window fell again. Suddenly remembered a quiet walk in the school playground, the sun shines down from between the leaves, the ground on the crushed light spots and leaf leaves playful jumping, ear wind back and forth along the path of the sound of the track