万物由眼洞察——
                                                                                茂林枯黄失去盎然的生机。
                                                                                一只画笔描摹着秋意，
                                                                                枝头的绿叶得到了金色的点缀。
                                                                                万物消沉只剩下秋日的孤寂。
                                                                                今天的明天绿叶将会灭迹?
                                                                                           
                                                                                自然由耳倾闻——
                                                                                听，那是萧萧的秋风擦过树叶的声音，
                                                                                一叶叶“小舟”在凛冽的微风中翻翔。
                                                                                烦躁的知了都去了哪里？
                                                                                严寒向它们挥动恐吓的双臂。
                                                                                饱食了树的汁液，做足了过冬的准备。
                                                        
                                                                                秋天由鼻嗅知晓——
                                                                                空气中寻不见花草芳香。
                                                                                那淡淡的，
                                                                                是新翻的泥土的飘香。
                                                                                微风刮掉了几片树叶，
                                                                                闻到的是瓜果的清香。
                                                
                                                                                世界由心感知——
                                                                                枯黄的树叶寄托着悲寂。
                                                                                金黄的谷穗洋溢这欢喜。
                                                                                那凋零的是明年茁壮的奠基。
                                                                                那沉睡的是后来强健的前提。

一切都将是生命的延续！