又走在熟悉的小道上,一片树叶不经意地飘下,可这,却引起了我的注意。随着那么一阵风,轻轻地,轻轻地……这种感觉多么熟悉啊,这让我陷入了深深的回忆。去年的秋天,也是一条街道上,旁边的树木,渐渐枯黄了,一片叶子掉了下来。它将它最美丽的一面展示给了我们,只是为了给我们留下更好的风景。然而随着时光的流逝,它也终于落在了地上,无声无息,悄然落地,成为千万落叶中的一员。这,便是落叶的一生。看着那刚刚落下的叶子,就这样默默为大树奉献了短暂的一生,我仿佛看到了:春天,鸟儿在它身旁安家,为它歌唱,一切其乐融融,风儿与它嬉戏,轻抚过它的脸颊……这一切的付出,无人问津,但此 And walking in the familiar path, a leaf floating inadvertently, but this has aroused my attention. With a gust of wind, gently, gently ... How familiar with this feeling, which made me into a deep memory. Last autumn, also a street, next to the trees, gradually yellow, a leaf fell off. It showed us the most beautiful side of it, just to give us a better view. However, with the passage of time, it has finally landed on the ground, quietly, quietly landing, as one of ten million leaves. This is the life of the leaves. Looked at the leaf just falling, so quietly dedicated to the tree for a brief life, I seem to see: In the spring, the bird next to it, sing for it, all enjoyable, the wind play with it, stroking It cheek ... all this pay, nobody cares, but this