跟着爸爸在大街上散步,突然一股清香钻入鼻孔,夹杂着淡淡的甜味儿。我不禁深呼吸,陶醉地吮吸着。以前,我每天都从这条街上穿过,为什么就没有闻到桂香呢?我知道,每天于学校与小区之间来往匆匆,根本没有闲情捕捉这些香气;我知道,我的嗅觉在繁重的学习负担的压抑下,在闪烁的霓虹和车水马龙里已经逐渐退化了。当晚,我就迫不及待地和好友来到文通塔苑里看桂花。这里 Follow my father on the street for a walk, suddenly a fragrance into the nose, mixed with a touch of sweet child. I can not help but take a deep breath, sucking intoxicated. I used to walk through this street every day. Why did not I smell cinnamon? I know that there is a hurry every day between school and community, and there is no idle catching these aromas. I know that my sense of smell is heavy The burden of learning to suppress, in the glittering neon and busy, has gradually degenerated. That night, I can not wait to come to see the sweet-scented osmanthus in Wen Tong Garden with my friends. Here