风,吹拂着帘下那串紫色的风铃,轻轻告诉我月的絮语,我望着空中繁星点点,听,风的声音……那是个“霜叶红于二月花”的秋天,秋风席卷着寒意,侵肌蚀骨,一片火红的枫叶在空中以一个优美的回旋,飘落在地。秋天,真是一个离别的季节,聚少离多,我终究要走……“妈,你回吧,天气这么冷,我一个人等车就好了。”似乎在迟 Wind, blowing the string of purple wind chimes, gently tell me the whisper of the month, I looked at the stars in the air, listening, the voice of the wind ... ... That is a The autumn wind swept the chill, invading the bones, a flaming maple leaves in the air with a beautiful maneuver, falling to the ground. Autumn, really a parting season, get together more and less, I eventually have to go ... ... “Mom, you back, the weather is so cold, I am waiting for a car just fine.” "It seems late