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大三那年的暑假,我是在家过的。回家很远,我得先坐火车,再坐长途汽车,再坐拖拉机,然后还要走二十里山路,翻过四重山。我家在山坡上,在对面山上远远地就能够望到。快到家的时候,已经是夕阳西下的时分了。晚霞笼罩着整个村庄,村庄很小,是典型的湘西南小山村。我们家的房子是典型的湘西南木房,青色的瓦、褐色的木墙、青翠的树林、屋前的小狗、袅袅升起的炊烟、徐徐如水的凉风、此起彼伏的知了声,都沉浸在晚霞之中。我陶醉了。停下脚步,远远的看着,我似乎忘记了自己,似乎自己置身画中,似乎又是壁上观画。就这样,我出神了几分钟。
Junior summer that year, I was at home before. Go home very far, I have to take the train, then take a long-distance bus, then take a tractor, and then also went twenty miles mountain road, turned overSkyama. My home is on the hillside, far from the opposite hill. When it arrived home, it was already a sunset time. Sunset enveloped the entire village, the village is small, is a typical small village in southwestern Hunan. Our house is a typical house in southwestern Hunan, with blue tiles, brown wooden walls, green woods, puppies in front of houses, smoke rising curls, cool breeze blowing slowly, one after another knowing Immersed in the sunset. I am intoxicated. Stopped, looked far, I seem to forget myself, it seems that they put themselves in the painting, it seems that the wall painting. In this way, I lost a few minutes.