午后的阳光温暖从容,未到深秋,绿意依旧盘旋,路上的小草甩舞着花瓣,把秋日早晨的一头露水淹没在身后一片清晨的记忆中。这是最为爽朗的时刻,雕塑着完美。脚下的小路曲折蜿蜒,走在上面,一不小心便踏在落地的栗子上,硌的脚痒痒的。回头看时,有的栗子已被我踏进了泥土里。忍不住地想,栗子在栗篷里孕育丰满,成熟后飘然落地的欲望,脱离时的感动, Afternoon sun warm and calm, not late autumn, the green is still hovering, the grass on the road dancing petals, a dew autumn morning drowning in the memory of an early morning. This is the most heartening moment, the sculpture is perfect. At the foot of the winding road meandering, walking in the above, accidentally stepped on the chestnuts on the ground, 硌 feet itch. Looked back, some chestnuts have been I stepped into the soil. Can not help but think, chestnuts in the chestnuts gave birth to plump, mature floating floating desire, from time to move,