今年冬天,我和爸爸妈妈坐着长途客车,背着包,几经周折,到了大连金州老家。刚下车,一股黑土地的味道夹杂着鸡、鸭、狗、猪等的叫声迎面而来。我就像脱了缰绳的烈马,四处飞奔。爸爸妈妈也尽情享受着农村清新的空气。不消一会儿工夫,就到了爷爷家。隆冬时节,大雪姗姗来迟。我们顶着刺骨的寒风,去伯伯家玩。到了伯伯家,爸爸用镰刀削了一个陀螺给我。附近有条小河,已被冰雪封死。我带着堂妹香雪去冰上抽陀螺。一到河边,我们就热火朝天地玩起来。 This winter, my mom and dad sitting in a long-distance bus, carrying the bag, after twists and turns, to the hometown of Dalian Golden State. Just get off, a taste of black earth mixed with chickens, ducks, dogs, pigs and other sounds on the face. I am like a sharp horse off the reins, flying around. Mom and Dad also enjoy the fresh air in rural areas. It takes a while to work, to my grandfather’s house. Winter season, heavy snow is late. We are wearing a bitter cold wind, go to uncle to play. To uncle, my father cut a gyroscope sickle to me. A nearby river, has been sealed ice and snow. I took my cousin Hornsey to go spinning on top of the ice. As soon as we reach the river, we have to play in full swing.