初秋,风儿带着微微的凉意抚弄着窗外的绿。我隐约听见心中的那棵树在婆娑中呢喃:老巷,你并未走远!老巷很老,老巷在我眼中又似乎很年轻。她清清楚楚地存活在我的记忆中,稳稳地扎根,枝繁叶茂!小时候,老巷是我的全部。虽然不过几十米的长度,却充盈着我清脆的笑声与无尽的欢乐记忆。小熙家的猫咪,小俊家的青砖与石子,还有丽姑家的枇杷树, In early autumn, the wind stroked the green outside the window with a slight coolness. I vaguely heard the tree in my heart Whisper: Laoxiang, you did not go far! Laoxiang very old Lane Lane in my eyes seems very young again. She clearly lives in my memory, firmly rooted, flourishing! As a child, the old alley is my all. Although the length of tens of meters, but filled with my crisp laughter and endless joy of memory. Xiao Xi's kitty, Xiao Jun home brick and stone, as well as Li Gu home loquat tree,