在春日璀璨的阳光下,在长满了青草的水渠缓坡上,我家的小山羊浑身上下色白如雪,瞪着一双澄澈如黛的大眼睛,咬了两口嫩绿的青草。突然,它向前猛跑了几步,然后四蹄腾空,以前蹄先落,后蹄再落的顺序在落地前扭转了九十度,这样跳跃了三、四下后,才意犹未尽地小步跑到羊妈妈身旁,探下头去吃奶。每次回忆小时候家里养羊的情景时,我总会先想到这个场面,想起那只可爱的小白羊。我家的养羊史贯穿了我的童年、少年直到我成为青年,前后长达十几年。 In the bright spring sunshine, covered with grass on the gentle slope of the slope, my family’s young goat covered in white snow, glare like a big eyes such as Dai, bites two green grass. Suddenly, it jerked forward a few steps, then four hoofs vacated, before the hoof first, the heels and then fall in the order of 90 degrees before landing, so jumping three or four, only after trying to make a small step Run to the mother sheep sheep, go head to eat milk. Every time I recall a scene of raising a sheep at home, I always think of this scene first, remembering that cute little white sheep. My family history of sheep throughout my childhood, young people until I became a youth, before and after as long as a dozen years.