昨晚表妹把女儿的照片发给我,让我有了一些感慨,而我也正想写一点东西了。我的童年,似乎到处都有表妹的身影。表妹比我小两岁,我的生日很小,她的生日却很大,实际上我只比她大一岁多点,年龄相仿的我们自然就成了童年的好友。回忆童年的点点滴滴,老屋下的我们蹲在大树下,摆上几块石头和砖头,那是我们的家什,拔一堆野菜就成了我们的食材,我们煞有其事的切着菜、做着饭……儿时的我们偶尔会去学校,因为妹妹的爷爷和叔 Last night my cousin sent me the picture of my daughter, giving me some emotion, and I also wanted to write something. My childhood, seems to have cousin figure everywhere. My cousin is two years younger than me. My birthday is very small. Her birthday is very big. In fact, I am only one year older than her. Similar ages, we naturally become childhood friends. Memories of childhood bit by bit, under the old house, we squatted under the tree, put a few stones and bricks, that is our home, pull a pile of wild herbs has become our food, we do something dear Cooked dishes, cooking ... ... childhood we occasionally go to school, because my sister’s grandfather and uncle