轻轻拨动这根弦,秋天开始演奏她的旋律……——献给·美丽的秋季或许你还躺在草坪上,沐浴着夏日的阳光,享受着夏日的清风,而秋天,就在你不经意间悄然而至。太阳似乎变得柔和了,像含羞草一样,羞答答地挂在半山腰。阳光也不那么强烈了,金色的光芒温柔明亮,照在我们身上,就像妈妈的手在轻抚。秋天的风也与以往不同。它不像夏风那样,一股热浪掠过,让人挥汗如雨。秋风 Gently move the string, and fall begins to play her melody... For the beautiful autumn you may still lie on the lawn, bathe in the summer sun, enjoy the summer breeze, and fall, Inadvertently, you arrive in no time. The sun seems to have become soft, like mimosa, hanging in the hillside shyly. The sun is not so strong. The golden light is soft and bright. It shines on us, just like mother’s hand caresses. The autumn wind is different from the past. It is not the same as the summer breeze, a wave of heat, people sweat. Autumn wind