风的提问风是认真的。它对枯枝一再地提问,并且在落叶的现象学上渐次凋零。一片衰草在秋天嘘叹。其实,我已经过了青藤的年龄。而且我还知道,一定会有寒露和霜,强调这种必然性。大地上的绿色,落荒而逃。树上的果实被一一摘光,现在它了无牵挂。作为逻辑意义在时光中的一种表达,经历了一生的繁茂与斑驳,以及真实鸟鸣的纯 The style of the wind is serious. It questions the dead branches repeatedly, and gradually diminishes in the phenomenology of the fallen leaves. A bad weed in the fall. Actually, I have passed the age of ivy. And I also know that there must be cold dew and frost, emphasizing this necessity. The green earth, fled to flee. The fruit on the tree was picked one by one, and now it has no care. As an expression of the logical meaning in time, it has experienced a lush and mottled life, as well as pure