堆满阳光的墙角、屋檐下,我们一起打拐、拔河、踢毽子,或者鸟雀一样唧唧喳喳,七嘴八舌地描绘着各自的未来与理想。结冰的河道、水塘里,我们滑冰、抽陀螺,冰下面的鱼虾,偶尔会游出水草,好奇地把我们仔细打量。月光下我们捉迷藏,就连看门的小狗,也习惯了我们的脚步声,摇头摆尾和我们一起跑过无数条大街小巷。下雪了,我们在门前堆雪人、打雪仗,扫一块空地喂麻雀。我们跑到白茫茫的田野,沿着野兔觅食的脚印追逐,尽管野兔矫健的身影把我们越甩越远,但我们歪歪斜斜的脚窝里,蓄满了笑语欢畅。草垛是我们的最爱,大家屏住呼吸蹲在草垛旁,看猫在蹑手蹑脚 Under the eaves, we littered the streets with tug-of-war, tug-of-war, shuttlecock, bird-twittering, and weaved together to describe our own future and our dreams. Frozen rivers, ponds, we skate, spinning top, ice fish under the shrimp, and occasionally swim out of plants, curiously looked at us carefully. Under the moonlight we hide and seek, and even the guarding puppies are accustomed to our footsteps, shaking their heads and running through countless streets with us. Snow, we snowmen in front of the snowball fight, sweeping an open space to feed the sparrows. We ran to the boundless white fields, pursued along the hare’s foraging footprints, and despite the vigorous figure of the hare we farther farther, but our crooked feet nest, filled with laughter joy. Haystack is our favorite, we hold your breath squatting beside the haystack, watching cats stomp