In hot summer, the sweats roll down from our checks. Everything needs wind, but wind often hide and seek with us.
Autumn comes. Cool wind blows yellow leaves down. The corn is ripe and all the fields become yellow. The farmers are busy getting in crops. It can bring us the happiness of harvest.
In cold winter, cold wind blows so hard that everyone can hardly open his eyes.
Wind, we welcome you, need you, but sometimes hate you. Will you please obey us and do good things for us.
PS：第一次投稿。我不怎麼懂英語啊，寫得很短，請客觀地評點。不要矇騙初級會員！謝謝大家的支持！有錯請指出！
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