街道上桂花飘香,桂花的香味是我最爱的味道。满目青翠之中,有一簇簇米黄色的小花,微风吹过,清新而不杂些许儿尘埃,沁人心脾。天热得连麻雀都只敢贴着树荫处飞,好像怕阳光伤了自己的翅膀。所有的树木都无精打采、懒洋洋地站着。“桂花糕,好吃的桂花糕哟!”一声沙哑的声音打破了原来的沉寂。“这桂花糕好吃吗?”小女孩瞪大眼睛问着。“当然啦,纯手工的,肯定好 Sweet scented osmanthus on the streets, sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance is my favorite taste. Green among the verdant, a cluster of beige flowers, breeze blowing, fresh and not mixed Xu Xu dust, refreshing. Even the days of hot sparrows only dare to fly close to the shade, as if afraid of the sun hurt their wings. All the trees are listless and stand lazily. ”Sweet-scented osmanthus cake, delicious sweet-scented osmanthus yo!“ Husky voice broke the original silence. ”This sweet-scented osmanthus delicious?“ The little girl stared and asked. ”Of course, pure hand, certainly good