忽然间,袭来了一阵凉风。我不禁打了个哆嗦,将身体蜷缩起来。“别冻着了,秋天要来了。”爷爷说“秋天要来”的时候,我突然发现他的眼睛里多了一份哀伤。“你还嫩呢。要好好保护自己啊,你还要经历很长一段路呢。”爷爷望着我沉思着,很长很长时间。“为什么我们树叶总是那么脆弱,总经不起时间的流淌。” Suddenly, a cool breeze struck. I couldn’t help but fight and curl my body up. “Don’t freeze it, the fall is coming.” Grandpa said, “When autumn comes,” I suddenly find that there is more sadness in his eyes. “You’re still tender. To protect yourself, you have to go a long way.” Grandpa looked at me for a long, long time. “Why we are always so fragile, we can’t stand the flow of time.”