徐鸣爬上杜英树,左晃晃右晃晃,白花花的花瓣便四散开来,缓缓地落下来。下了树,徐鸣抓了一把花瓣,一扬,空中立刻如成群的白蝶在飞。一会儿,石桌、石凳、石板上一片白。那白,洁净、晶莹,叫人心生爱怜。也不知为何,徐鸣笑了,无声,露出牙。要不是一嘴的白牙,大概没人知道他在笑。然而,这笑,怎么看都有点不对劲。“喵”的一声,一只狸花猫从青砖墙上蹿过来。徐鸣抓起石桌上的红皮鼓挂到胸前,咚咚咚——两只鼓槌子在鼓面上乱踩。他沿着 Xu climb up Du Ying Shu, left Akira Akira Akira, white flower petals scattered four, slowly falling. Under the tree, Xu Ming caught a petal, a Yang, the sky immediately like flocks of white butterflies flying. For a moment, the stone table, stone bench, a white stone. That white, clean, crystal, people heart love and pity. I do not know why, Xu smiled, silent, revealing teeth. Perhaps not a mouth of white teeth, probably no one knew he was laughing. However, this laugh, how to look a bit wrong. “Meow ” sound, a tabby cat from the brick wall 蹿 over. Xu Ming grabbed the red table on the stone table hung to the chest, boom - two drumsticks in the drum surface chaos. He followed