童年里的记忆,最深刻的就是陀螺了。白雪飘飘的季节,正是玩陀螺的好时光。那于冰面上滴溜溜旋转的陀螺,吸引着小孩子的视线。那时节,谁要是有个漂亮的陀螺,真令人羡慕。那时候,陀螺是没处买的,只能自己做。我在空的墨水瓶口塞上一粒玻璃弹子,在木棒上绑上一截旧布条,照样玩得很开心。可惜的是,抽不了几下,弹子就会掉出来。我这寒酸的“陀螺”惹得同院的小伙伴 Childhood memories, the most profound is the gyro. Snow fluttering season, it is a good time to play the spinning top. That dripping on the ice spinning top, attracting children’s attention. That season, who had a beautiful top, really enviable. At that time, the top is no place to buy, can only do it yourself. I had a glass marbles in the mouth of an empty ink bottle, tied with a piece of old cloth on the stick, still have a good time. Unfortunately, pumping a few times, the marbles will fall out. My shabby “Gyro ” provoked the same small companion