当蝉声渐渐隐去时,秋天已经悄然走到我们的身旁。没有人留意秋风是哪一天来临的,只知道芦苇开始泛白时,树叶逐渐褪色。曾葱茏过、丰满过的树森,正用那浅黄色的叶片,呢喃着绿色的梦幻。细雨,对于秋天来说,的确是大自然的一种深情馈赠。在夏天时,干燥的空气悬浮着灰尘,令人窒息。 When the cicadas gradually disappear, the autumn has quietly walked beside us. Nobody paid any attention to the day when the autumn wind came, and only knew that when the reeds started to whiten, the leaves gradually faded. Once the verdant evergreen, plump trees, with the pale yellow leaves, whispering green dreams. Drizzle, for the fall, is indeed a deep affectionate gift of nature. In summer, dry air is dusty and suffocating.