再往前走,我来到了一片枫树林。这里的美景深深地把我给吸引住了。看,一片片枫叶像一团团正在燃烧的火焰似的,映得整个枫林红彤彤的。它们从树上落下来,在半空中轻歌曼舞,活像一只只红蝴蝶。转眼间,地面就好像盖上了一条红棉被。我抬起的右脚又缩了回来,不忍心把这么好看的“棉被”弄脏了。我情不自禁地俯下身去,捡起一片美丽的枫叶,轻声吟诵起杜牧的名句:“停车坐爱枫林晚,霜叶红于二月花。” Go further, I came to a maple forest. The beauty of the area has drawn me deeply. Look, like a piece of maple leaf is burning flames, reflecting the entire red maple bright. They fell from the trees, singing and dancing in the air, like a red butterfly. Suddenly, the ground is like covered with a red quilt. I lift the right foot and shrunk back, do not have the heart to so nice “quilts ” dirty. I could not help but bent down, picked up a beautiful Maple Leaf, softly recited the famous Du Mu: “Parking love Maple Lin late, frost leaves in February flowers.”