一灰蒙蒙的天空偶尔撒下几滴小雨,空气中飘散着几缕清秋时节的味道。秋季,怎能不令我伤感?街道旁早已落满了枯黄的树叶,自行车飞驰而过时,飘飘荡荡,没有着落点,好像我永远寻不到那让心久待的地方。这凄凉寂静的氛围,让我不想伫立,便加快了回家的步伐。风吹拂面颊,还稍有些刺痛的感觉,我没有打伞,就这样,一步一步地独自欣赏风景。“呜呜呜……”刚走到家门口不远处时,就听见妈妈啜泣的声音。我来不及多想就往家里跑,推开门,只见妈妈双手捂着脸,痛苦不堪。 Occasionally sprinkled with a few drops of drizzle drizzle in the gray sky, scattered in the air with a few autumn season taste. Autumn, how can I not hurt? The streets have long been covered with withered leaves, bike speeding and outdated, fluttering, there is no landing point, as if I can never find the place where the heart is long-awaited. This bleak and quiet atmosphere, so I do not want to stand, it accelerated the pace of going home. Wind blowing cheeks, but also a little tingling feeling, I did not umbrella, so, step by step to enjoy the scenery alone. “Woo hum ... ” Just walked to the door not far from home, I heard my mother sobbing voice. I just had time to run to the house, open the door, I saw her hands covering her face, painful.