一天晚上，我自己在床上看书，听着外面乌云和雨水创作的交响曲。“嘀嗒嘀嗒”，树叶一片片的飘落结束了自己华丽的演出，最后为明年的春寄一个你永远也看不到的东西。在秋天，所有的事物都有终结，可能每个人都会哭吧，可能每个东西都要离开。
One night, I was reading in bed by myself, listening to a symphony composed by dark clouds and rain outside. “ Dida, dida; The falling leaves of the trees ended their magnificent performance, and finally sent something you will never see again for next spring. In autumn, everything has an end, maybe everyone will cry, maybe everything will leave.
现在，哪一个人家没有秋风，哪一个窗户没有雨声呢？虽然有时我们不会在意它们，但是如果你注意它们，你们就会觉得它们很急。就像有些上班打工的人一样，他们永远不会在意小区的花坛怎么少了一朵花，是不是有人乱扔垃圾，是不是有家店搬走了，永远不会。当你站在路旁，微弱的灯光是你的一个安全人，但当你看他时，你就会觉得那是一个老朋友。作文 WwW.ZuOwENbA.NeT
Now, which house doesn't have autumn wind, which window doesn't have rain sound? Although sometimes we may not pay attention to them, if you pay attention to them, you will feel that they are urgent. Just like some office workers, they will never care why a flower is missing from the flower bed in the community, whether someone is littering or if a store has moved away. When you stand by the roadside, the dim light is your safe person, but when you look at him, you feel like an old friend.
虽然你不在乎他，他依然在乎你。当你想到这时，可能会说这个世界上怎么可能有这么好的人呢？眼泪也会时不时的落下来，就像上天送的礼物一样洁净初心。我不知道，秋天的泪水什么时候才能流干，可他就像奔腾的长江一样无边无涯。自然，我也就不知道纱窗是怎么湿的了。
Although you don't care about him, he still cares about you. When you think about this, you might say, 'How could there be such a good person in this world?'? Tears will occasionally fall, like a gift from heaven that cleanses the original heart. I don't know when the tears of autumn will dry up, but it is like the rushing Yangtze River, boundless and endless. Of course, I don't know how the screen window got wet.