我的老家在农村,门前有一株老枣树,是爷爷亲手栽下的。经历了几十年的风风雨雨,树干斑驳(bān bó),但枝繁叶茂。每当回去的时候,我喜欢独坐在老枣树下,风儿拂过,飒(sà)飒低语,好像在诉说无尽的往事……勾起了我对童年生活的回忆。童年时的夏天,是我们最快乐的时光。夜幕降临的时候,我们全家就坐在枣树下乘凉。一轮金黄的明月升上天空,幽蓝的夜空中已聚 My hometown is in the countryside with an old date tree in front of my grandfather’s hand. After decades of ups and downs, the trunk is mottled (bān bó), but flourishing. Whenever I go back, I like to sit alone under the jujube tree, the wind blowing, SA (sà) sarcastic, seems to tell endless events ... ... evoke my memories of childhood. Childhood in the summer, is our happiest time. As night falls, our whole family sits under the jujube to enjoy the cool weather. A golden moon rises to the sky, the faint blue sky has been gathered