童年给我的最初映像,青葱绿竹围绕着的舀纸槽旁流水叮咚,我光着脚丫坐在水池边,划出阵阵水花,溅湿了脸颊。离开生我养我的老屋已是多年,大概因为还年轻,所以并没有太多落叶归根的情怀。只有当偶尔厌倦了城市的喧嚣与匆忙,梦境中才会出现几页淳朴的画面。但上了大学后,独自一人在外,总算有了思 My first childhood image, surrounded by green bamboo around the scoop of paper ding dong, I barefoot sitting on the edge of the pool, draw the spray of water, splashing wet cheeks. Leave my life I raise my old house has been for many years, probably because it is still young, so there is not much feeling of decolonization. Only occasionally tired of the hustle and bustle of the city, dreams will appear a few simple pages. But after going to college, alone, finally have thought