还记得小时候的一个春天,村东面的田野里长满了草芽,没过几天就绿意盎然了。农人们在犁地之前,先把河水抽上来,引到水渠灌入农田。同村的孩子们带着花花绿绿的风筝来了,田边的泥路上尽是小脚印。我那时生得很瘦小,又不愿意和人说话,没有要好的玩伴。他 I still remember one spring when I was a child. The fields east of the village were covered with grass buds. After a few days, they were green. Before they plow the peasants pumped the river and drenched the canal into the farmland. The children of the same village came with colorful kites, and the muddy road on the edge of the field made small footprints. I was very skinny at that time, and I did not want to talk to people. I did not have a good playmate. he