九月的家乡,九月的山野,都像被红葡萄酒灌醉了,到处都淌着甜,流着蜜,那一片一片的枣园都沉浸在馨香之中,每一颗枣树上都挂满了红嘟嘟的枣儿,随手摘一颗放进嘴里,那甜就一直流到心里去。 该收获的季节,枣乡的景色真诱人。 望着漫山遍野的红枣,我禁不住诗兴大发。红枣,这枣 September’s hometown, September’s mountains, are like being drunk by red wine, dripping sweet everywhere, flowing honey, that a piece of jujube are immersed in the sweet, each hanging on the jujube Full of red toot jujube, pick a hand pick into the mouth, that sweet has flowed to my heart. The harvest season, Zaoxiang scenery really attractive. Looking at the mountains and the red dates, I can not help but poetic Daihatsu. Jujube, jujube