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我执拗地思念着我的童年,那些如夏夜繁星般闪烁的往事。我出生在一个小山村,北面是山,南面是岭,西面是滚滚而去的弥河,东面是明朝江北第一位状元马愉的墓地。我就出生在这个有山有水,风光旖旎,人杰地灵,不足三百人的小村庄,虽然名不见经传,闻不能遐迩,却是我的乐园。童年就像走在辽阔的草原上,任你自由地驰骋,一点障碍和忧虑的影子都找不到,我们尽情地做我们乐意做的事情。放学后,我们几个要好的小伙伴像是安装了程序似的放下书包,
I stubbornly miss my childhood, those who like summer night starry flashing past. I was born in a small mountain village, north of the mountain, south of the ridge, the west is billowing away Mi River, east of the Ming Dynasty Jiangbei first marijuana cemetery. I was born in this mountainous, beautiful scenery, old times, less than 300 small villages, although unknown, can not smell far and wide, but it is my paradise. Childhood is like walking on a vast grassland, letting you ride freely, a little hurdles and anxiety can not find the shadow, we do our best to do what we are happy to do. After school, several of our better partners like to install a program like to drop the bag,