童年是在农村度过的,有很多美好的记忆被永远定格在脑海里。这其中有过逃学的惬意,有过偷瓜的刺激……所有这些只是偶尔回忆而已,唯独发生在杏树林里的故事却永远在脑海挥之不去,常常魂牵梦绕。杏树林就在我家房后,面积足有1000公顷,不是很宽,但很狭长,弯弯曲曲,一直蜿蜒十几里地,花期时就像一条彩色的河流。每年“五一”刚过,这里便热闹起来,屯子里的孩子们已经在家憋了一冬天,好似出笼小鸟,一下子自由了,仨一群俩一伙地 Childhood is spent in the countryside, there are many beautiful memories will be forever stuck in my mind. Among them, there has been a good escape truancy, have had the secret to stealing melon ... all these are only occasional memories, but the story happened in the apricot grove is always in the minds linger, often cherished. Apricot grove in my house, the area of ​​1,000 hectares enough, not very wide, but very narrow, winding, has been winding ten miles, flowering like a color of the river. Every year after the “May Day” just passed, it is lively here, and the children in the village have kept a winter at home, as if they were out of a small bird, and they are free at once.