乡村里的一切虽然是那么的简朴,逐渐被岁月所侵蚀,却永远定格在我的心中,那是我成长的摇篮,是孕育我的温床。如一幅画,五彩斑斓;如一首诗,回味悠长。清晨,当我从美丽的睡梦中醒来,推开关了一夜的简陋小窗,金色的阳光漫进小屋,新的一天又开始了。一群黄雀落到一个山楂树丛里,这个树丛沉浸在阳光里。黄雀喜欢太阳,就叫得更欢了。从它们的神态来看,它们类似一群顽皮的小学生。羊肠小道、青松、翠柏、绿绿的小草、弯弯的小河、起伏的山 Although everything in the village was so simple and gradually eroded by the years, it was forever fixed in my heart. That was the cradle of my growth and the breeding ground for me. Such as a picture, colorful; such as a poem, aftertaste long. Early in the morning, when I woke up from a beautiful sleep, pushed the shattered window of the night, golden sunlight into the hut, the new day began again. A group of yellow canaries fall into a hawthorn tree, the bush immersed in the sun. The thistle likes the sun, it is called more joy. From their demeanor they look like a bunch of playful pupils. Cat’s trail, pine, cypresses, green grass, crooked river, rolling mountains