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那是一个冬日,北风呼啸,尘土飞扬,细雨中夹杂着落叶,云朵里偶尔掠过几只大雁,但却看不到太阳的万丈雄光,我穿着一件灰色的皮大衣,与父亲站在登山的购票窗里,我眺望着远处此起彼伏的山脉,不以为然地笑了笑。枫叶在山中飘洒,悠扬的风声好似一首首高雅的曲子,但不知为什么,我总觉得有件什么事要发生,可我却猜不透,看不破。长长的人群中,我与父亲起程登山,身旁的瀑布越流越急,它好像在跟我说话,一滴滴水珠溅在蜿蜒的山路上,当我走过去时,我隐隐听到了它的叹息。走到山顶,我和父亲都累了,我们俩倚着平滑的山石,瘫倒在地上,汗滴似泉涌般流
It was a winter day, the north wind whistling, dusty, drizzled with leaves, clouds occasionally passing a few geese, but can not see the sun’s lofty male light, I wore a gray fur coat, and his father Standing on the mountaineering ticket window, I looked at the range of mountains one after another, smiled displeasedly. Maple leaves floating in the mountains, melodious sounds like a song of the first elegant, but I do not know why, I always feel something has to happen, but I can not guess, see. The long crowd, my father and I set foot on the mountain, surrounded by waterfalls more and more urgent, it seems to be talking to me, a drop of water splashed on the winding mountain road, when I walked over, I faintly heard it Sigh When I reached the top of the mountain, both my father and I were tired, and both of us leaned against the smooth rocks and collapsed to the ground