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枯黄的梧桐叶在天空中摇曳，然后狠狠地了下来。秋天来了，又是一年，我感叹时光的速度。 The leaves of Wutong trees flickered in the sky and then came down hard. Autumn is coming, another year, I sigh the speed of time. 我默默地蹲在看着秋天的来到。一片片树叶从树上匆匆落下。匆忙的似乎要遮住一个很大的秘密。我便兴高采烈的拔开树叶，寻找那个我自认为很大的秘密，可是树叶底下什么叶没有，厚厚的水泥路面似乎在嘲笑我。仰望天空，看到的依然是那个千年不变的天空。 I squatted silently watching the autumn coming. Leaves fell from the tree in a hurry. In a hurry, it seems to cover up a big secret. I would happily pull out the leaves, looking for the secret that I think is very big, but there is no leaf under the leaves, the thick cement road seems to laugh at me. Looking up at the sky, I can see the same sky for thousands of years. 秋天的气温也开始下降，我自己穿上了一件风衣，双手插在口袋里，以寂寞的姿势站在路口，看人们裹着厚厚的衣服从我面前匆匆走过，有时会有人对我微微一笑，我想这笑容一定会成为我生命中最美的点缀。 The temperature began to drop in autumn. I put on a windbreaker myself, put my hands in my pocket, stood at the intersection with a lonely posture, and watched people rush past me in thick clothes. Sometimes someone would smile at me. I think this smile would be the most beautiful ornament in my life. | 
