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秋意渐入萧杀，一阵风过，光秃秃的树干上颤颤地缀着几片不肯就去的枯叶，瑟缩地打着旋儿。倏地，一片落叶飘进了我摊开的书页。黑黄的色，边儿早已碎败，蜷曲着身子，不知被什么虫子咬得满是疮洞。我突然想到愁，不正是心上搁了个秋么？ 我悲秋，我亦恋秋，每当第一片落叶从浓
Autumn gradually Xiao Xiao, a gust of wind, bald tree trunks fluttered with a few pieces refused to go to the dead leaves, shrill whirling spinners.倏, a leaf falling into my spread of the page. Black and yellow color, while children have been crushed, curled body, I do not know what kind of insect bites is full of sores. I suddenly think of worry, it is not the heart put a fall it? I am sad autumn, I also love autumn, whenever the first leaf from thick