第1个回答 2011-04-04
Autumn,a sorrowful season
When autumn comes, the falling leaves are dancing. When I stand under the tree, I can’t help recalling my childhood, which time can never come back to me.
In autumn, the falling leaves are like the children who are leaving their mother. Intoxicating autumn, my ever happy childhood, but autumn will never come back with time changing, it will never come back……