天渐渐的凉了,风也格外的凄冷起来,叶子慢慢枯萎了,她再也抓不牢树干,轻轻的依依不舍的叶子,终于飘落飘落……叶子在空中慢慢地飞卷着,她不断地回头望望依然伟岸的树干,忆起自己的初绿和欢愉,想起风吹来时,哗哗翻飞时的快乐……收起留恋,叶子慢慢盘旋着,借着风力,叶子飞得很高,在空中盘旋着,看见了更多的高楼,看到了繁忙闲适的人们,也看到了河流……看到了一个新奇的世 Days gradually cold, the wind is particularly cold up, the leaves slowly wither, she did not catch the tree trunk, gently reluctant to leave, and finally falling falling leaves slowly flying in the air , She kept looking back stupid tree trunk, remembering his first green and happy, think of when the wind blows, buzzing fly happy ... ... stubborn love, leaves slowly circling, by the wind , Leaves flying high, hovering in the air, saw more tall buildings, saw the busy people, also saw the river ... ... saw a novel world