雨,忽地落下来,淅淅沥沥,给城市徒然增添了几分秋色。城里的人仍旧行色匆匆,撑着伞,踏过了被雨淋落的泛黄的梧桐叶。诚然,他们未注意到一丝秋意,只是凭借经验,觉得该添置几件衣裳了。秋天到了,城市却依然“荒芜”。水泥浇铸的森林,像是围城一样,将人们整个包裹了起来。森林本应有四季的变化,春华秋实, Rain, suddenly fall, lingering, to the city in vain to add a bit of autumn. People in the city still hurriedly hurriedly, holding an umbrella, riding over the yellowish leaves of the fallen Indus. It is true that they did not notice a trace of autumn, but by virtue of experience, that the purchase of a few pieces of clothes. Autumn is coming, the city is still “barren ”. The cement-cast forest, like a siege, wraps the entire population. The forest should have four seasons of change, Chunhua Qiu Shi,