我第一次看到“格调”这两个字的时候,我不由自主地认为这个词语是描写妈妈的衣裙花边的。可当后来我被告知这个词语是用来指事物的风格的时候,我开始深刻理解它的含义了……我渐渐开始喜欢上这个词语。当春天的枝头点缀着迎春花的时候,我踮起脚尖,努力地凑上枝头吮吸花香,然后心满意足地说香味是春天的格调。当夏天的太阳把大地都弄得热闹起来的时候,我坐在树荫底下,愉快地看着书,听着蝉鸣,这氛围热闹而不喧嚣,我想舒服是夏天的格调。当秋天的枫叶一片片从树上飘落下来的时候,我轻快地走在红色的小路上,感受着秋天凉爽的风,我总会抬头去看那些南飞的大雁,也许 The first time I saw the words “style”, I could not help but think that the word was used to describe the mother’s dress lace. However, when I was told that the word was used to refer to the style of things, I began to understand the meaning of it ... I began to like the word. When the branches of spring dotted with spring flowers, I tiptoed, trying hard to catch the branches and suck the flowers, and then I was content with the fragrance of spring. When the summer sun made the land bustling, I sat under the shade of the tree, looked at the book happily, and listened to the cicadas. The atmosphere was lively and not the hustle and bustle. I thought it was comfortable summer style. When the autumn maple leaf piece falling from the tree, I briskly walked in the red path, feeling the autumn cool wind, I always looked up to see the South goose geese, maybe