没想到,一夜的冬雨,竟像最伟大的艺术家,以大地为画板创作了一幅夺人心魄的作品。铺天盖地金黄的落叶,在早晨湿漉漉的微光中,层层叠叠,一直铺到了长街的尽头,铺到了很远很远的高楼和大地交界的地方。这是银杏树的落叶,它不像白杨、梧桐、香樟的落叶,踩上去没有落叶枯萎沙沙的碎裂声。它很厚实,还带着刚离开树干母体的生命汁液。童车推过去,就像踱步在一片委婉抒情的黄地毯上。落叶的金黄同样的耀眼夺目,感人肺腑,但它的金黄,不是 Unexpectedly, a night of winter rain, was like the greatest artist, with the earth as a drawing board created a breathtaking works. Overwhelming golden leaves, in the morning damp gleam, layers, has been shoping at the end of the long street, shop to a very far away high-rise and the junction of the land. This is the deciduous ginkgo tree, it is not like poplar, sycamore, camphor leaves, stepped on without falling leaves wilt rustling sound. It is very thick, with the juice of life just left the trunk of the tree. Baby carriage pushed past, like paced on a euphemistic lyric yellow carpet. Deciduous golden same dazzling, touching, but its golden, not