只有枯树和杂草的庭院三岁那年,我和爸爸、妈妈、大哥、二哥,搬进了一间有着很大庭院的古老平房。还记得搬家的那天,家具装满了整整一辆卡车。司机叔叔让我和妈妈坐在前排的座位上,爸爸和哥哥们则挤在家具堆中,一路颠簸到了新家。到新家时,已经是傍晚,天开始黑了下来。我们匆忙打开大门,只看见一间又小又破旧的房子,以及长满一大堆杂草的 Only the dead tree and the weeds courtyard At the age of three, I and my father, mother, brother, brother, moved into an old courtyard with a large courtyard. Remember the day of the move, furniture full of a truck. Uncle driver let me and my mother sitting in the front seat, dad and brothers are crowded in the furniture pile, all the way to the new home bumpy. It was already evening in the new home, and the sky began to darken. We hurried to open the door, only to see a small and shabby house, with a lot of weeds