<p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block"> </p><p class="ql-block">风卷走最后一声蝉鸣，</p><p class="ql-block">将枯叶叠成褪色的信。</p><p class="ql-block">阳光斜斜倚着石阶，</p><p class="ql-block">数着行人疏淡的脚印。</p><p class="ql-block">几株野菊踮起脚尖，</p><p class="ql-block">碰落枝头悬着的黄昏。</p><p class="ql-block">远处归鸟掠过篱笆，</p><p class="ql-block">把影子投进半掩的柴门。</p><p class="ql-block">空气里浮着桂花的香，</p><p class="ql-block">混着泥土潮湿的凉。</p>