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都说,一叶知秋。因为叶黄了,因为叶落了,薄暮里不再有欣欣向荣的气息,也不再有繁花竞放的景象,有的是“夕阳无限好,只是近黄昏”的感叹,还会有“断肠人在天涯”的阵阵心酸。秋天了,落叶都归根;月圆了,游子还在千里外。那天下雨了,不是瓢泼大雨,也不是绵绵细雨,而是淅淅沥沥的雨点,一点一滴,又断断续续,仿佛人的话语,娓娓道来,似乎在诉说着什么。也许是某种愁思,也许是心里的某种牵挂,也许是藏在
All say, a leaf known autumn. Because the yellow leaves, because the leaves fall, there is no longer prosperous atmosphere in the twilight, there is no longer the scene of flowers bloom, and some are “sunset is good, but near dusk ” sigh, there will be “heartbroken People in the horizon ”bursts of sad. Autumn, and leaves are at their roots; full moon, wandering is still thousands of miles away. It was raining that day, not pouring rain, it is not rainy, but rain patches of rain, bit by bit, and intermittent, as if people’s words, his right, seems to tell something. May be some kind of melancholy, perhaps some kind of worry about my heart, perhaps hidden