是哪里来的秋风？                                                                                        

刮落了树叶，刮跑了知了 。                                                                        

记得夏天：                                                                                            

这儿树阴凉爽、知了欢唱 ,                                                                                   

有一位老爷爷和他的小孙子，                                                                        

走来走去从树上捉知了。                                                                  

大大的脑瓜圆圆的眼， 

红苹果似脸蛋儿笑眯眯 ；                                                                              

银白的头发，短促的胡须，                                                                      

满面沟渠喜滋滋。                                                                                             

爷爷和孙子啊！                                                                                                       

轻手轻脚紧相跟 。 

小竹竿头系个小网袋 ，                                                                         

颤悠悠立在爷爷手上 ；                                                                             

雪白雪白的快餐盒 ，                                                                                                

乖乖的贴在孙子胸前 ；                                                                                     

四束透亮的目光 ，                                                                                               

在每棵树上巡回搜索 。                                                                                    

高处的, 爷爷网 ；                                                                                  

低处的, 孙子去捉 。                                                                                       

每捉到一只 ，                                                                                                

爷爷笑，孙子跳 。                                                                            

一只又一只 ，                                                                                            

啊！                                                                                                 

那是多么美妙的情景 ，                                                                                        

那是多么动人的欢乐 。                                                                                       

爷爷的笑，孙子的跳 ，                                                                        

令我心充满喜悦 。                                                                                      

盼望冬来春去又到夏，                                                                                          

爷孙再来捉知了。                                                                                                   

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