那天,村东头那幢漂亮的小屋喧闹起来了,大箱子、小箱子被一个个搬下车,叔叔阿姨们的笑声飘荡在村子上空。过了两天,刻着“农家书屋”字样的醒目牌匾挂上了小屋,鞭炮声震醒了沉睡中的院子。我和小伙伴走进屋里,惊得嘴都合不上了——只见一排排书架上整整齐齐地放满了书,墙壁刷得雪白,窗边还有两台电脑!我们欢呼着,好奇地从这排书架穿到那排书架,从书架上面翻到下面,一个个或熟悉或陌生的名字、一本本诱人的好书映入眼帘:鲁迅、方志 On that day, the beautiful cottage in Tung Tau was uproarious. Big boxes and small boxes were moved one by one. Uncle aunt’s laughter drifted over the village. Two days later, a striking plaque inscribed with the words “Farm House” hung on the hut, and the firecrackers woke up the sleeping yard. I walked into the house with my companion, and scared me all - I saw neat rows of shelves full of books, the walls were white and there were two computers by the window! We cheered , Curiously from the row of bookshelf to the row of bookshelf, from the bookshelf over to the following, one by one or familiar or unfamiliar name, a seductive book greeted: Lu Xun, Fang Zhi