风,大自然最自由的一个存在,它穿梭于四季之中,轻轻地来,轻轻地走。印象中春风总是柔柔的,可今天它心情似乎不太好,冲人类发起了脾气。早晨醒来后,还没拉开窗帘,就听见一阵阵风呼啸而过的声音,让我禁不住往被窝里缩了缩,听起来就冷啊。拉开窗帘,外面可怜的大树被风吹得晃来晃去,小鸟在树上站也站不稳只好飞起来去找避风所。其实,换一种心情欣赏,这也是一种美景:风如同一位耀眼的明星在绚丽的舞台上歌唱,舞台下,树木是风的粉丝,它们为风欢呼,伴随 Wind, nature is the most free existence, it shuttle in the four seasons, gently come, gently go. Impression in the spring is always soft, but today it does not seem very good mood, red human initiated a temper. Wake up in the morning, not opened the curtains, I heard a gust of wind whistling, so I could not help shrinking to the quilt, it sounds cold ah. Open the curtains, outside the poor tree was dangled by the wind, the bird standing on the tree stand firm and had to fly to find shelter. In fact, for a mood to enjoy, this is also a beauty: the wind like a brilliant star singing in the gorgeous stage, the stage, the trees are the fans of the wind, they cheer for the wind, with