1走过一个严冬,万物凋零。小山寂寥,人也寂寥。空蒙的天边,挂着几朵无心的云,有一丝风过,惊醒了蕴藉一冬的温柔。绵绵细雨,夹杂着一丝冰凉,召唤,悄无声息,滋润着这个沉睡的大地。淡淡遥望,萧萧落木,于细细的微风中,描绘着这个多情的雨季。风不停,雨不息,轻叩一页窗扉紧掩,不知那被唤醒了的,又是谁!落叶缱绻,似年少无知的梦,散落在草地间,散落在痴情的心坎里。不知这飘零的落叶,是否甘心,是否愿意,似曾有那么一丝 1 Through a harsh winter, everything is withered. The hills are lonely and people are lonely. On the horizon, there are a few unintentional clouds, and there is a hint of wind. Woke up to Yun’s gentleness. The rain was drizzled with a touch of coldness, summoned, quietly, and nourished the sleeping earth. Faintly looking to the horizon, Xiao Xiao fell to the wood, depicting the passionate rainy season in a thin breeze. The wind kept rolling, the rain kept falling, and the sneak peeked over the window, and I wondered who was awakened, and who was it! The fallen leaves, like a young ignorant dream, scattered among the grass, scattered in the heart of infatuation. I do not know if this fallen leaf is willing to be willing or willing, it seems there was a trace of it.