童年的春天在我的记忆里最深刻的莫过于吃了。那个时候,正值贪吃的年龄。刚过完年不久,听到雷声从屋顶划过。雷声带走了寒冷的冬天,送来了充满朝气的春天。母亲告诉我打春了,也就意味着大地上一切的生命都要重新开始生长,人们就要脱去一冬的大棉袄。心里一阵欢喜,因为又可以“吃鲜”了。往后的日子,除了上学,我就是关注门前那几棵椿树。常常一手环搂着树身,一手抚摸着椿树那龟裂的树皮。将细小的手指填在它 Childhood spring in my memory is the most profound eating. At that time, the age of gluttony. Shortly after the end of the year, thunder was heard across the roof. Thunder away the cold winter, sent a vibrant spring. Mother told me to play spring, which means that all life on the earth have to start growing again, people will take off a winter jacket. Heart happy, because they can “eat fresh ”. The next days, in addition to school, I was concerned about the door in front of a few toon trees. Often a hand ring around the tree body, one hand stroking the bark of the toon tree that cracked. Fill it with tiny fingers