森林里长着一棵漂亮的枫树。秋风吹起时,她摇动着火红的叶子,仿佛是一位红衣仙子在翩翩起舞。森林画家蜘蛛先生把家安在这棵枫树上。他选择一个树桠作为卧室,在一片火红的枫叶上支起画架,画蓝天、白云,画那红红的叶子……冬天悄悄走进了森林,它东跑西蹿,吹落了枫树的叶子。“啊 The forest has a beautiful maple. When the autumn wind blew, she was shaking the red leaves, as if a red fairy dancing. Mr. Spider, a forest painter, put his family home on this maple tree. He chose a tree 桠 as a bedroom, on an ebony maple leaf on an easel, painting blue sky, white clouds, painting the red leaves ... ... winter quietly walked into the forest, it east run west, blown maples leaf. "what