虽然阔别家乡多年,但故乡的一草一木仍深深地镌刻在我的脑海里,特别是老家的板栗,是我记忆深处一道永远抹不去的风景。从我记事时起,祖屋后面就长着几棵高大健硕的板栗树。听父亲说,他小时候这里是一片荒地,后来爷爷带着他开垦出来,种下了十几棵板栗树幼苗。谁知当晚一场暴风雨突然来袭后,只剩下了三棵。后来这三棵幼苗经受了风雪的洗礼,长成了参天大树,树干粗大挺拔,树枝相互交错、棱角分明、不折不挠。 Although leaving home for many years, but the hometown of grass and trees are still deeply engraved in my mind, especially the home of the chestnut, is my memory of a never-ending landscape. From the time I remember, the ancestral house behind the growth of several tall and strong chestnut trees. Listen to his father said he was a wasteland here as a child, and later Grandpa took him reclaimed out planted a dozen chestnut tree seedlings. Who knows the night after a sudden storm hit, leaving only three. Later, the three seedlings have been subjected to the baptism of snow and wind, grow into towering trees, tall and straight trunks, branches staggered, angular, indefatigable.