诗人说,童年是梦境。不错,我们走过了金色的童年后,再掀开斑驳的记忆,那一桩桩、一件件令人魂牵梦萦的往事依然历历在目。你也会由衷地觉得,童年,的确是人生最美的梦境。童年的事就像一场电影,它经常在我的脑海里不断重放,时常勾起我对童年的怀念。童年就像一幅山水画,永远不会褪色,永远都是那么光彩亮丽。我的童年是在乡下的外婆家度过的。她家旁边有一条小 Poets say that childhood is a dream. Yes, we passed golden golden childhood, then opened the mottled memories, that pile, a piece of the dream is still vivid memories of the past. You will sincerely feel that childhood is indeed the most beautiful dream in life. Childhood is like a movie, which is constantly replayed in my mind, often reminding me of my childhood memories. Childhood is like a landscape painting, never fade, always bright and beautiful. My childhood was spent in the country’s grandmother. Next to her house is a small one