难忘童年的山村、田野与香气

Childhood was the best of times and the most unforgettable and memorable, a children's dream on the same people back to childhood. Which curved, and the Mother River Runs always, always tireless running eastward, and the beautiful summer, green fields of the familiar smell distributed. Rows of the river which gently swaying willow, sunflower species on the ridge, broad bean, as well as rape. Angustifolia to spend the people's nose straight , hillside slope, no name open many of the red, white, pink small flowers, attracted a lot of bees. There are beautiful butterflies fluttering among the flowers, often this time of quasi-adult children . These boys and girls together fly in the air. And stopped at a small butterfly on the flowers.
Naughty children and adults seem to deliberately do right. Hot weather when the bigger boys at any rate not only to the river to . Enjoy playing in the river, sometimes a few small fish to catch music ha ha laugh, have a swim to shore, we do the collection of firewood with fire, mud and fish grilled on fire, big people up to the time, easily in the Liu a folding tree branches, light up behind a group of boys on the run in the flood The little girl who is secretly laughing after hiding in the tree.
Which is the most beautiful spring time. Red peach, white pear white. Apple powder white flowers, apricot pink. The fragrance of these flowers in the small village filled the air, trees, fields, small farm yard. Room, the smell of flowers everywhere, flowers have become the world here, the whole village was surrounded by flowers with flowers. To recall them now.
Childhood is good, everyone has their own childhood, childhood, regardless of rich or poor, is a childhood song. An article, a word, can be reminiscent of childhood memories. That carefree childhood, as well as partner and small child to the joy I brought me a small mountain village. The spirit of which is my wealth, my life's nostalgic.

童年时光是最美好的,也是最难忘和值得回忆的,一首儿歌就使人回到了梦一样的童年。哪弯弯的,奔流不息的母亲河,永远不知疲倦的向东流淌,美丽的夏季,绿油油的田野里散发出熟悉的味道。河边哪一排排杨柳轻轻摇曳,田埂上种的向日葵,蚕豆,还有油菜花。沁香的沙枣花直往人的鼻子里钻,山坡坡上开着好多叫不出名字的红的,白的,粉红的小野花,招来了好多的蜜蜂。还有漂亮的花蝴蝶在花间飞舞,往往这个时候大人准管不住孩子。男孩女孩一起去捉这些飞在空中的。和停在小花朵上的蝴蝶。
  淘气的孩子们,好像故意和大人做对。天气热的时候,大一点的男孩就不只好歹地往河里钻。在河里尽情嬉戏,有时捉几条小鱼乐的哈哈笑,一个个便游到岸上,大家一起动手拾柴火,泥和着鱼放到火上烤,大人们追来的时候,顺手在柳树上折一根树枝,追得一群光屁股小子在河滩上乱跑,乱窜。小女孩们则躲在树后偷偷地笑。
  春季哪是最美的时候了。红红的桃花,雪白雪白的梨花。粉白色的苹果花,粉红的杏花。这些花的香气在整个小山村弥漫,树下,田野里,农家小院子里。屋子里,到处是花的香味,这里成了花的世界,整个小山村被鲜花的花香包围起来。到现在还记得这些。
  童年是美好的,每个人都有自己的童年,童年不分贫富,童年是一首歌。一篇文章,一句话,都能令人想起难忘童年。那无忧无虑的童年,还有儿时的小伙伴和给我给我带来欢乐的小山村。哪是我精神的财富,我一生的眷恋。

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