成长就是这样无厘头,成长就是这样自由自在,成长就是这样充满了欢乐、惊喜与烦恼……周六的一整个早上,我都埋在小山似的作业堆里。拉开窗帘,一束阳光斜照进来,楼下传来一阵银铃般的笑声。看啊,一群小朋友正在草坪上无忧无虑地玩耍。这不禁让我想起了我的童年……我的童年是在乡下的姥姥家度过的。那时候,我常常一觉睡到天亮,眼睛一睁开,满脑子都是弹弓和会唱歌的小鸟。我飞快地穿好衣服,蹦出门外,呼吸一口新 Growth is such a nonsensical, growth is so free, growth is so full of joy, surprise and annoyance ... Saturday morning I was buried in the hill-like homework pile. Open the curtains, a beam of sunlight shone in, downstairs came a silver bell-like laughter. Look, a group of children are playing happily on the lawn. This can not help but remind me of my childhood ... ... My childhood is spent in the country’s grandmother home. At that time, I often sleep until dawn, eyes open, full of slingshots and singing birds. I quickly dressed, jumped out, breathe a new one