秋天,家乡的柿子红了,红得诱人,红得透明,就像一盏盏小红灯笼,在阳光下,显得更加晶莹,美丽。家乡的红柿子是一道亮丽的风景,家乡的红柿子是我童年的故事。小时候,我家院子里有两棵柿子树,夏季来临的时候,母亲给我们兄弟几个每人买了几尺白纱布,做成小汗衫,然后叫我和哥哥攀上柿树,采摘那些只有鸽蛋大小的柿子,然后把摘下的小柿放进石臼里捣 Autumn, the hometown of persimmon red, attractive red, red transparent, like a small red lantern in the sun, it is even more crystal, beautiful. The hometown of red persimmon is a beautiful scenery, hometown of red persimmon is my childhood story. When I was young, my family had two persimmon trees in my yard. In the summer, my mother bought a few feet of white gauze for each of our brothers and made a small sweatshirt. Then he and my brother climbed the persimmon trees and picked the only pigeons Egg-sized persimmons, and then put the small persimmon put into the mortar mortar