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秋来了吗?望着天空中南飞的雁群和飘零的落叶,我似乎找到了答案。今年的秋,似乎来得格外早些。一阵秋风过,地上便多了一层带着凉意的落叶。枝头有一片叶挣扎着,拽着枝干仿佛不愿落下,但终抵不过秋风的撕扯,终于跌落下来,仿佛一只折翅的蝴蝶。心底忽然有点悲凉,于是我俯身拾起这片落叶。端详着手心里这略显单薄的叶儿,我忽地感到,矫情的自己刚才大概想错了——或许柔弱的它更希望回归,回归于根的佑护,回归于生它
Autumn is coming? Looked at the sky in the South flying geese and falling leaves, I seem to find the answer. Autumn of this year seems particularly early. A while autumn, there will be more than a layer of cool leaves on the ground. Branches have a leaf struggling, pulling the branches seem unwilling to fall, but finally arrived in the autumn wind tear, and finally fell down, as if a butterfly wings. My heart suddenly a bit sad, so I leaned to pick up the leaves. Looking at my heart this slightly thin leaves, I suddenly felt that the hypocritical just probably wrong - maybe it is more weak hope to return to the root of your protection, return to life it