也是在这般萧瑟的秋,在晚风的轻拂下,一个人抱着本子漫无目的走着,这条老街安静极了,少有行人车辆,路两旁是高高的刺桐树,阳光透过树枝斑斑驳驳的洒满一地,我踏着满地的碎影前行着,偶尔会踏上一两片落叶,发出吱呀声,声音干净纯碎,响在这少人的老街里。街两旁斑驳的墙上开满了不知名的小花,有点儿多,簇簇拥拥的,原来秋季也可以开着这么绚烂的花,花堆里卧着一只慵懒的猫,时不时拿自己的尾巴逗乐,阳光洒在它金黄色的毛上,镀上一层圣洁的色彩。街上偶尔会有一两辆三轮车经过,叫卖着糍粑,初来泉州我不知道糍粑是什么玩意,只知道是吃的, Is also so bleak autumn, in the breeze under the flick, a man holding the book aimlessly walked, this quiet street extremely quiet, few pedestrian vehicles, the road is lined with tall thistle trees, Sunshine through the branches mottled barbed sprinkled with a full, I marching crushing shadow on the road before, and occasionally set foot on one or two leaves, squeak sound, sound pure and pure, ringing in the few people Old street. Mottled walls on both sides of the street are full of unknown florets, a little more crowded, the original autumn can also be open with such a gorgeous flower, flowers lying in a lazy cat, from time to time take their own The tail is amused, the sun shines on its golden hair, plated with a holy color. Occasionally there will be one or two tricycles passing the street, selling frivolous, first Quanzhou I do not know what frivolous stuff, just know is to eat,