十月,山楂红了。一簇簇,一串串,挂在枝叶间。压弯了的枝头上,绿的叶成了陪衬。从树下或从远处望去,十月的天空也成了它的背景。想起春天的清晨,揉着惺忪睡眼端着相机站在山楂树下,一个快门按下去惊扰了它的梦,从春日的这一刻,山楂树在我的取景框里不停地变幻着……但不能不说,我并没有按照原有的打算为它写下生长日志,尽管每天不断与它相遇,甚至不得不与它擦肩而过,随着时间的推移,我仍旧不经意地忽略了它的存在。 October, hawthorn red. A cluster, a string, hanging in the leaves. The bent branches, the green leaves became a foil. From the tree or from afar, the sky of October has become its background. Think of the early morning of spring, rubbing bleary sleep looking at the camera standing under the hawthorn, a shutter press to disturb its dream, from the moment of spring, hawthorn in my viewfinder constantly changing ...... but I can not help but say that I did not write down the growth log for it according to my original plan. Although I met with it every day, I even had to pass it with it. As time went on, I still ignored it. exist.