透过我家的窗户,便能看到郁郁葱葱、夏红秋绿的新江滩。恍惚间,熟悉又陌生的感觉涌上心头……在我的记忆里,以前的江滩是荒芜的土路。邻家的爷爷奶奶、哥哥姐姐经常牵着我的小手,笑眯眯地带着我去江滩上溜达。布满杂草的江滩上总有一条条游人踩出来的小径,颇有野趣。江滩上也有商贩经营的小型游乐设施,播放着吸引小孩子的音乐。那时的我性格像男孩子,央求大人带我玩射击游戏,游戏 Through the windows of my home, I can see the lush, summer red autumn green beach. Trance, familiar and strange feeling my heart ... in my memory, the former river beach is deserted dirt road. Neighboring grandparents, my brother and sister often hold my hand, smiling with me to the beach walk. There is always a bar on the beach full of weeds stamped out by the path, quite wild. There are also small rides operated by traders on the beach, playing music that appeals to children. At that time, I was like a boy, begging adults to take me to shoot shooting games and games