那是一个深秋,院里的桂花散发着幽香。天空蓝得像被洗过的玻璃的一样,干净透明。我坐在门口,望着一墙之外邻居家的柿子树出神。灰黑色的树干上挂着圆滚滚的红柿子,两只麻雀站在枝头上不停地啄着果肉,汁液顺着饱满的果皮滴了下来……我咽了一口口水,环顾四周,发现没人。等待了许久的机会终于来了!我拿着竹竿,背着椅子来到了墙角下。竹竿一挥,打落了一个柿子,同时吓跑了树上的两只鸟和墙下的老黄狗。“咳咳!”突然传 It was a late autumn, sweet scented osmanthus fragrance exudes. The blue sky is as clean as glass being washed. I sat in the doorway, looking at the persimmon trees in the neighbors’ home outside a wall. Hanging on the gray-black trunk was a red, red persimmon, two sparrows standing on the branches pecking at the pulp and the juice dripping down the plump skin ... I swallowed, looked around, and found nobody . Waiting for a long time finally came! I took the bamboo pole, carrying a chair came to the corner. Waved the bamboo pole, knocked down a persimmon, while scaring away two birds on the tree and the wall under the old yellow dog. “Keke!” Suddenly pass