又是深秋时节,我家门前小河边老柳树上叶子已经开始飘落了。老柳树有三个大人合抱那么粗,在一丈高分杈的地方,吊着一只铁锅大的铜铃,铜铃已锈迹斑斑,系铜铃的铜箍都深深地嵌进树皮里去了。分杈的下方有一个水桶粗的树洞,风灌进洞里,发出“呜呜”的怪叫,伴随着树杈上铜铃的“叮当”声,听着有些吓人。 Autumn is the season, the old river in front of my house on the river leaves have begun to fall. Old willow tree has three adults so thick, in a tall branch, hanging a large pot of copper bells, copper bells have been rusty, brass bells are bolted brass band embedded in the bark Go inside. Under the twigs there is a thick tree hole in the bucket where the wind is poured into the hole and a strange whine of “hum” is heard. Accompanying the sound of “Ding Dong” of a copper bell on a tree branch, it sounds scary.