那是一个秋天的下午,我在路上散步时,一片枯叶悄悄地飞向我,最后停在我的肩上。我伸手拿起它,发现不远处的清洁工正威武地挥着扫帚。我把它带回家,小心地将它夹在日记本里,并记下了这件有趣的小事。也许你会笑,会不解:秋天是落叶的季节,你为何要如此这般在意一片干枯的树叶?若让我说这原因,我还真无法道出 It was an autumn afternoon. When I was walking on the road, a dead leaf quietly flew toward me and finally stopped on my shoulder. I reached for it and found that the cleaners not far away were sweeping the broom. I took it home and carefully sandwiched it in the diary and wrote down this interesting little thing. Maybe you will laugh and you will be puzzled: Autumn is the season of falling leaves. Why do you care so much about a dry leaf? If I let this reason, I can’t really tell you.