在蔚蓝的天空下,有一棵高大的柿子树。古老苍劲的树枝倔强地弯曲伸展着,茂盛浓密的树叶在灿烂的阳光照射下,是那么耀眼!这棵柿子树,在我出生前就矗立在那儿了。四岁时,我跑到柿子树下,望着枝头挂着的一个个沉甸甸的柿子,垂涎三尺。“外公外公,我要吃柿子!”外公拍拍我的头,微笑着拿着 Under the blue sky, there is a tall persimmon tree. The old, vigorous branches bent and stretched stubbornly, the lush thick leaves shining brightly under the sunshine, the persimmon tree that stood before I was born. At the age of four, I ran under the persimmon tree and looked down at the heavy persimmons hanging on the branches and salivating. “My grandfather, I want to eat persimmons!” My grandpa patted my head, smiling and holding