一一年初秋,闲逛,到了夫子庙。走过清怀桥,忽然想起,白鹭洲公园的东门有个花鸟市场,拐过去看看吧。结果,我遇上了久违的蟋蟀。我看到了店里如砖头一样垒起来的盆子,看见大梧桐树下聚集起的一堆人,头发花白的居多,脸上有着紧张醉迷的神情,所有的目光紧盯着盆里嘶咬的虫子。我心里顿时升起一种潮湿的温暖,哇,我找到了,就在这里啊!我40多年没有见到了,蟋蟀,我 Autumn in early January, wandering, to the Confucius Temple. Through Qinghuai Bridge, suddenly remembered, Egret Island Park East Gate has a flower market, turn around to see it. As a result, I met a long absence of cricket. I saw the store as a brick tower into the basin, saw a large pile of people gathered together under the plane tree, mostly white flowers, his face with a nervous drunk look, all eyes staring at the nephew biting insect. My heart suddenly raised a moist warm, wow, I found, right here! I have not seen 40 years, cricket, I