“八月梨,九月楂,十月板栗笑哈哈。”这是在我幼时,外公唱的一首童谣。现在,每逢秋日,我就会想起东庐山,想起满山茂盛的栗子树,想起那随着飒飒秋风弥漫在山村的栗子香。长假中,我们全家带着愉悦的心情探望外公外婆。这不,板凳还没焐热,我就嚷嚷着外公带我去打板栗。竹篮,长竿,竹夹,工具一样都不能少;手套,帽子,我们要全副武装。沿着一条弯弯曲曲的林间小径,我们向山坡上的目的地——板栗园进发。站在山坡上,放眼望去,好大 “August pear, September hawthorn, October chestnut laugh haha. ” This is my childhood, my grandpa’s song of a nursery rhyme. Now, every autumn, I will think of East Lushan Mountain, remembered the chestnut tree full of mountains, remembering that with the soothing autumn wind filled chestnut incense in the village. During the long holiday, our whole family visits the grandparents with joyful mood. This is not, the bench is not hot, I exclaimed my grandfather took me to fight chestnut. Bamboo baskets, long rods, bamboo clips, tools like no less; gloves, hats, we have to be fully armed. Following a winding forest path, we proceed to Chestnut Farm, the destination on the hillside. Standing on the hillside, looking ahead, great