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一入九月,回家的渴望就像淋油的火突然旺起来,于是在第一个周末,推掉所有事情,怀一颗思念的心上了路。九月是柿子成熟的季节,不知那棵独守老院的柿子树现在怎样了?刚转过巷子的最后一个弯,我就迫不及待地望去。啊!真没想到,那棵柿子树正高举着火红的果子和叶子,探身墙外望着巷口,像一位老人在静静地守候。他一定是认清了我的模样,不然,满树的叶子怎会顿时欢呼起来呢!我禁不住流下眼泪,
As soon as September begins, the desire to go home is like the sudden burning of anointing fire. So on the first weekend, it is time to turn things over and miss a heart. September is the season of persimmon maturity, I do not know that the persimmon tree alone guarding the hospital now what? Just turned the last corner of the alley, I can not wait to see. Ah! I really did not expect that persimmon tree is holding up the red fruits and leaves, leaning into the wall looking at the alley, like an old man quietly waiting. He must have recognized my appearance, otherwise, how full of leaves of the tree cheer up! I could not help but shed tears,