秋天在我一日复一日的无聊中悄悄来到了。我讨厌秋天,讨厌绿意盎然的叶子变得容颜憔悴,在萧瑟的秋风中无奈地飘离枝头。我说无聊的时候,正在一所重点中学读高二。老师们说我是调皮捣蛋的坏学生,将来肯定不会有什么出息。对老师的说法,我在心里很是不屑一顾。漫步在教学楼前那片花圃的小径上,我的脚掌无情地踩着刚才还可怜着的一片片落叶。说得具体一点,是小径旁一排银杏树的落叶。对了,我差点 Autumn came quietly in my boredom day after day. I hate autumn. I hate the green leaves and become gloomy. I fall from the branches in the bleak autumn wind. When I was bored, I was studying high school in a key middle school. The teachers said that I was a mischievous bad student and I certainly would not have anything in the future. To the teacher’s statement, I was very dismissive in my heart. Walking in the path of the flowerbed in front of the school building, my feet were ruthlessly stepping on the cherished leaves. To be more specific, it is the fallen leaves of a ginkgo tree next to the trail. Right, I almost