孩童时代,我最惬意的时光,就是坐在院子里的黄果树下,沐浴着和煦的微风,手里捧着一本小人书,津津有味地阅读。小人书也叫连环画,在那个物质和精神都极度匮乏的年代,它成了我们小孩子最亲密的伙伴儿。我记得我接触到的第一本小人书是城里表哥暑假到家里玩时带来的。我至今还记得那本小人书的名字——《哪吒闹海》。表哥看过后,随手一扬便把它丢给了我。我只翻看了几眼,便急不可耐地爱上了它。 Childhood, my most pleasant time, is sitting in the yard under the yellow fruit trees, bathed in a warm breeze, holding a little book in his hand, relish to read. Small books, also known as comic books, in the era of extreme lack of material and spiritual, it became our children’s closest partner. I remember the first little book I came across was brought by the city cousin to play at home during summer vacation. I still remember the name of the villain book - “Where do you want to make the sea?” After my cousin looked, he lifted it to me. I only looked glances, it impatiently fell in love with it.