秋意渐浓,我坐在电动车后座上,任秋风抚弄我的发梢。中秋之夜,家家团圆之际,大街上的人少了许多。我们正观赏绚烂的烟花,却听有人在喊叫。循声望去,是一位大汉在向我们招手,以为是熟人,我们便拐了过去。到跟前一看,这男人蓬头垢面,像一个流浪 Autumn is getting stronger, I sit in the back of the electric car, let the autumn wind carefree my hair. Mid-autumn night, when every family reunion, many people on the street less. We are watching gorgeous fireworks, but listen to someone shouting. Followed by reputation, is a big man waving to us, thinking it is an acquaintance, we turned to the past. To look ahead, this man unkempt, like a stray