问   秋

                                                         （诗歌）

                                                     树叶渐黄了，

                                                     那是闻到了你发出的气息。

                                                     枫叶深红了，

                                                     那是披上了你缝制的彩衣。

                                                     秋风爽凉了，

                                                     那是送去了你深厚的祝福。

                                                    小院里挂满了丰收的果子，

                                                     那是倾吐了你初衷的笑意！

                                                     不要问我在哪里？

                                                     我就在这里。