我的故乡在长江口的崇明岛。那油菜花的金黄,稻田的碧绿,以及远处芦苇丛外缓缓航行的白云般的帆影,是我最初感受到的色彩印象。那时我家傍着一条小河,河边长着一棵歪曲的杨树。一想起那棵杨树,我的眼前就会不断闪过童年时代的生活画面。我记得,在那棵杨树旁边,有一个凌乱的瓦砾堆。当我感 My hometown is Chongming Island at the mouth of the Yangtze River. The golden color of the rape, the green of the rice fields, and the white clouds of sails that slowly sailed outside the reeds were the color impression I first felt. At that time there was a small river near my home, with a distorted poplar on the river. Think of that poplar tree, my eyes will continue to flash childhood pictures of life. I remember, next to that poplar, there was a mess of rubble. When I feel