老,不是一种姿态,而是一种无法抵挡的年轮。一片叶子的成长脉络是这样的:光秃秃的枝条上,在初春时节抽出嫩芽,嫩黄的芽苞经春风度春雨,慢慢绽放出细小的叶片,然后这枚叶片由嫩绿,浅绿,深绿,一路走下去,最后变成老绿,急转直下,开始变黄,转枯,一场风,然后叶落归根,黄了,枯了,落了,最后蜷缩成小小的一片,在风中起舞……已经无法掌控自己的那片小小的落叶,在随风起舞之际,不知是否想起当初?盛年之际,也曾绿意滚滚染透天际,也曾苍翠欲滴充满生命力,可即便当年再盛再美, Old, not a gesture, but an irresistible ring. The growth vein of a leaf is like this: On the bare branches, buds are taken out in the early spring, and the buds of tender yellow buds bloom slowly through the spring spring rain. The leaves are then covered with tender green, light green and dark green , Go all the way, and finally become the old green, hurried down, began to turn yellow, turn dry, a wind, and leaves fall roots, yellow, withered, fell, and finally curled up into a small piece, dancing in the wind ... Has been unable to control their piece of small leaves, dancing in the wind occasion, I do not know remembered the beginning? Year of the occasion, but also green rolling through the sky, but also lush vitality, even in the year then Sheng then beautiful,