一在儿时的记忆中,故乡院子前泥泞的小路上,总有一行清晰的足迹,从远远的地方走来,又延伸到很远很远的地方去。童年嬉戏时,自己也尝试踏出一些足迹,但始终走不出故乡的怀抱,而那些足迹却依然无穷无尽,父辈们告诉我,这些足迹通向远方有梦的地方。以后的求学岁月里,书本教会了我很多知识,我也渐渐懂得,这小路上走过很多人,他们从不同的地方走来,又走到不同的地方去,但每个人都会在这小路上留下自己的足迹。带着梦想,成长的足迹是一串音符、一幅画和一些无忧无虑的岁月。自己最爱做的事是在下雪 In a childhood memory, there was always a clear footprints in the muddy path in front of the yard of the hometown, coming from a distance and extending far and far. When I was a child, I also tried to take some footprints, but I still could not get out of my hometown. And my footsteps were still inexhaustible. My parents told me that these footprints lead to the place where there is a dream in the distance. Later years of school, the book taught me a lot of knowledge, I gradually understand that many people walked on this trail, they came from different places, and went to different places, but everyone will be in this path Leave your own footprint With a dream, a footprints of growth is a string of notes, a picture and some carefree years. My favorite thing to do is to snow