记得当时年纪小,我爱谈天你爱笑。有一回并肩坐在桃树下,风在林梢鸟在叫。我们不知怎样困觉了,梦里花儿知多少。人越长大越怀念小时候,到如今将近三十岁的年纪,离开家乡,寄身成偌大城市里的一粒微尘,生活使我明白纷繁世事有时眼花缭乱也难免辨不清方向。在这里待久了就想要回家,虽然家乡早就变了模样,但记忆中河滩上的梨花还在盛开,田野里的油菜花也都要次第开放了,又将是一番梨花赛雪、菜花裳裳的美丽景象。 I remember when I was young, I love to talk about the day you love to laugh. One time sitting side by side under the peach tree, the wind in the forest birds are called. We do not know how to sleep, how many flowers in the dream. The more people grow up, the more they miss their childhood. By the time they are nearly 30 years old, they have left their hometown and sent themselves out to be a duster in the big cities. Living makes me realize that things are dazzling and sometimes indistinct. Here for a long time to want to go home, although his hometown has long changed appearance, but the memory of the pear on the beach is still in full bloom, the field of rape must also be the first open, and will be some Pear Blossom Snow , Cauliflower clothes beautiful scenery.