祖母晚霞满天的黄昏,年逾八旬的祖母站在油桐树下,看油桐花朵朵飘落。她默不作声,整个人仿佛陷入在悠远的思绪当中。阵阵晚风袭来,洁白的油桐花随风飘舞,缓缓坠落在地,像芭蕾舞演员轻舞着自己优美的身姿。花香乘着晚风的翅膀,迅速在空气之中弥漫开来,而后又笼罩于整个村庄之上,整个村落瞬时沉浸在点点滴滴丝丝缕缕的花香之中,醉人心肠。一颗颗躁动不安的心仿佛因了花香而变得沉静清澈起来。 Grandmother sunset sky dusk, more than eighty days of grandmother stood under the tung tree, see the tung tree blossoming. She silent, the whole person seems to fall into the distant thoughts. Blown breezes hit, white tung flowers fluttering in the wind, slowly falling to the ground, like a ballerina lightly dancing their beautiful posture. The flowers, filled with the wings of the breeze, quickly filled the air and then enveloped the entire village. The entire village was momentarily immersed in a series of floral notes that were a bit trickling and intoxicating. Psyche restless heart seems to be quiet and clear because of the floral fragrance.