4月 1日　晴　　童年的记忆就是母亲在我泥鳅般的屁股蛋儿上留下的巴掌印。童年的记忆就是把手里的馍喂给小牛 ,然后把剥好的洋葱挤进小牛嘴里作咸菜。童年的记忆就是吃樱桃时不在意 ,把核吞到肚里 ,又担心明年春天肚皮上会长出樱桃树来而闷闷不乐。童年的记忆就是跟母亲在山泉 April 1st Clear Childhood memories are the slaps of mothers left on my muddy ass. The memory of his childhood was to feed the calf in his hand to the calf and squeeze the peeled onion into the calf's mouth as a pickle. The memory of my childhood was when I didn't care when I was eating cherries. I swallowed the nucleus and worried that I would grow a cherry tree on my belly next spring. The memory of childhood is with the mother in the spring