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解落三秋叶，能开二月花，过江千尺浪，入竹万竿斜。这是一首描写风的小诗，它是从动态上对风的一种诠释和理解。
风无形，空气流动形成风。但它又是有形的， 一阵微风掠过，小草含笑向人们点头，花儿在风中摇曳着，变着法儿撒欢儿，炊烟随着风的节奏跳起直上重霄的舞蹈，纤细的柳枝轻拂着树下游人的脸庞。
风也有自己的思想和感情，当它欢欣的时候，往往伴着细雨洋洋洒洒飘落，春天来临的时候，风过千山秀、二月春风似剪刀，春风拂拂，像“飞天”的裙裾在梳理着，春风吹醒冬眠的柳绦，春风送来翩飞的燕子，春风吹绿了千沟万壑，春风摇醒了小草的青春，也在人们心中播下了盎然的春意。
当它发怒的时候，过江卷起漫天狂澜，有苏轼的《赤壁怀古》来证明：乱石穿空，惊涛拍岸，卷起千堆雪。它引发海啸，将参天大树连根拨起，用掌击碎轿车甩向路沟，用衣袖挥断成片树木，狂笑着，轻蔑地看着对它束手无策的人们，视自己为一列战车，而世上万物如螳臂。
当它悲哀的时候，会发出呜呜咽咽的声音，似在诉说心中的悲怨与委屈，似小孩在哭泣，听之也不得不为之动容。
风是神奇的，风是千变万化的，风是柔弱的，风又是强悍的。敏感的风，多情的风，凄婉的风，千姿百态的风，你是人类的朋友，却也给人类带来无尽的灾难，风，你让人不得不爱，同时也让人惧之三分。
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When the three autumn leaves fall, the flowers can bloom in February, cross the river with thousands of feet of waves, and enter the bamboo with thousands of poles slanting. This is a poem about wind, which is a dynamic interpretation and understanding of wind.
Wind is invisible, and air flows to form wind. But it is also tangible. A gentle breeze passed by, the grass nodded to people with a smile, the flowers swayed in the wind, changed their ways to make merry, the smoke danced up to the sky with the rhythm of the wind, and the slender willow branches gently brushed the faces of people at the lower reaches of the tree.
The wind also has its own thoughts and feelings. When it is happy, it often falls with the drizzle. When spring comes, the wind blows over thousands of mountains, and the spring wind in February looks like scissors. The spring wind is blowing, like the skirt of “flying sky”, combing. The spring wind wakes up the dormant willow tapers, the spring wind brings the flying swallows, the spring wind turns green thousands of valleys, the spring wind wakes up the youth of grass, and also sows abundant spring in people’s hearts.
When it was angry, the river rolled up the sky. Su Shi’s “Red Cliff Nostalgia” proved that: the rocks pierced the air, the waves beat the shore and rolled up thousands of piles of snow. It triggered a tsunami, uprooting towering trees, smashing cars with their palms and throwing them into the ditch, breaking trees with their sleeves, laughing wildly, looking contemptuously at people who could do nothing about it, and seeing themselves as a chariot, while everything in the world was like a mantis.
When it is sad, it will make a whimpering sound, as if it is telling the sadness and grievances in its heart, as if it were a child crying, and it will have to be moved by it.
The wind is magical, changeable, weak and strong. Sensitive wind, sentimental wind, sad wind, wind in various forms, you are a friend of mankind, but also bring endless disasters to mankind. Wind, you make people have to love, but also make people afraid of one-third.
