又是秋天了。我们五年级的学生都已从凤凰街小学搬回了拉小本部。我坐在窗边,一边凝望着操场上漫天飞舞的秋叶,一边回忆起了在凤小度过的两年时光。首先浮现在我脑海的便是秋季的凤小校园……秋季的凤小是浪漫的。五彩缤纷的树叶时常在秋风中飞舞,形态各异,显现出一个又一个不同的姿态。它们如课间的我们,在整个校园自由欢快地穿梭。在蓝天白云的映衬 It is autumn again. Our fifth-graders have all moved back to Primary School from Fenghuang Street Primary School. I sat by the window, staring at the autumn leaves floating in the playground, while recalling the two years spent in Phoenix. The first thing that came to mind in my mind was the small campus of Phoenix in the autumn ... The autumn Phoenix was a romantic one. Colorful leaves often fly in the autumn wind, different shapes, showing one after another different gestures. They, like us in class, walk freely and freely across the campus. Against the blue sky clouds