一到秋天,家乡山坡上的野酸枣好像有个约定,说红都红了。酸枣棵一株挨一株地连成一片,红彤彤的野酸枣密密地挂在上面,似一片燃烧的云霞,红得热烈,令家乡的山坡都沉醉了。家乡的山叫峄山,放眼望去,峄山坡起起伏伏,弯弯绕绕,酸枣棵不知什么时候在这里安了家。它们像一株株荆棘丛,细枝细条,低低矮矮,总也长不高。比起青松、栎树,单薄得近乎可怜,却很有筋骨和活力,呼啦啦爬满了崖畔和山坡。春日山野变暖,各种花草树木吮吸 One to fall, hometown hillside wild jujube seems to have a convention, that red are red. Jujube tree one by one into one, bright red wild jujube closely linked to it, like a burning cloud Xia, red was so warm, so that the slopes of the home are intoxicated. Hill called home hill, looking ahead, 峄 hillside ups and downs, winding around, jujube tree I do not know when home here. They are like a strain of thorns, thin branches, low and low, the total length is not high. Compared to pine, oak trees, thin but almost pitiful, but very muscular and energetic, Hula friends covered with cliffs and slopes. Warmer spring, all kinds of flowers and trees sucking