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一阵风吹过了夏天,迎来了秋天。淡淡的凉爽,袭遍了城市的大街小巷,空气中到处弥漫着秋的气息。风诚然是季节最好的使者。秋天的景物注定是梦幻的载体。蓝得不见污秽的天空,不断地演绎着干净的童话;秋风不住地刮着,我似乎闻到了那种熟悉的秋的味道;仰望着苍穹,直到风将我的眼睛吹得酸痛……盘点秋景,午后的秋天无疑是最爽心的一刻:我喜欢在枫叶树下散步,看阳光慵懒地从树叶的缝隙间照射;随意靠在一棵树旁,半眯着双眼看着秋的画。落叶纷飞,仿佛要带走属于夏
A gust of wind blew the summer, ushered in the fall. A touch of cool, hit the streets of the city, the air filled with the atmosphere of autumn everywhere. Wind is certainly the best messenger of the season. Autumn scenery destined to be a dream carrier. Blue was not seen filthy sky, constantly interpret the clean fairy tale; Autumn wind can not keep scraping, I seem to smell the familiar flavor of the autumn; looking at the sky until the wind blew my eyes sore ... Inventory of Autumn The autumn afternoon is undoubtedly the most heart-felt moment: I like to walk under the maple tree, watching the sun lazily shine through the leaves of the gap; free to lean beside a tree, squint half autumn squatting. Falling leaves, as if to take away belong to summer