秋风,看似冷峻,其实远不如秋雨无情。一场淅淅沥沥的秋雨过后,银杏蓦然脱去了绿色,慢慢地变成了金片,飘飘洒洒落满整条街道。第一次被银杏震撼,是那年在妈妈故乡的秋天。在午后暖阳中不知不觉走到了一条安谧洁净的大街,沿街一溜金色银杏长廊绵延数百米映入眼帘,那一刻,我被此番浩浩荡荡的气势深深震撼。走在这样的街道,路旁伫立着许多百年银杏树,脚下是 Autumn wind, seemingly solemn, in fact, much better autumn rain mercilessly. After a patchwork of autumn rain, Ginkgo suddenly took off the green, slowly turned into gold, drifting full of the streets. Ginkgo shocked the first time, that year in the mother’s hometown of autumn. In the afternoon warm sun unknowingly walked to a quiet and clean street, a glimpse of golden ginkgo promenade along the street rolling into the hundreds of meters, at that moment, I was shocked by this mighty momentum. Walking in such a street, standing next to many centuries Ginkgo biloba, the foot is