每一年,我都会看见绚烂的枫叶,寂寞地红,寂寞地落。那座桥,也叫枫桥,在母亲20岁之前生活的那个小村边。桥是石头砌成的,已经看不出本来的颜色了,桥两端的那些枫树,高大粗壮。每一年,总是在正月初九外婆生日时跟了母亲回去,所以我一直没有看到过那些树茂盛时的样子,更没有见过它们秋天的绚烂。但是因了那些总是寂寞生存的枫树,枫桥才成为枫桥的。 Every year, I will see the gorgeous maple leaves, lonely to red, lonely ground. The bridge, also known as Maple Bridge, was near the village where the mother lived before her 20s. The bridge is made of stone, can not see the original color, the maples at both ends of the bridge, tall and stout. Every year, I always went back to my mother during the ninth birthday of the first month of the lunar January, so I have never seen those luxuriant trees, and I have never seen their gorgeous autumn flowers. But because of those who are always lonely survival maple, Maple Bridge became Fengqiao.