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1.15岁的那年暑假,我和妈妈在一个小镇生活。整个小镇只有一条街道。妈妈执意要住在这里,呼吸新鲜空气,转换心情。我知道妈妈不会在这里待很久,她不过是一时负气而已。我们住在一个有很多房间的大院子里。我很无聊,只好在白天的时候,拿出画架坐在院子里画画,打发无聊的时光。很快有个人注意到了我。他是这个院子房东的孩子,个子很高,很瘦,可是很精神。一开始,他是偷偷躲在窗子后看我画画,后来他假装不经意地、频繁地从我旁边经过。这些都逃不过我的眼睛,我想,他一定想知道我画的是什么吧。
1.15 years old that summer, my mom and I live in a small town. The whole town has only one street. Mom insisted to live here, breathe fresh air, change mood. I know my mother will not stay here for a long time, she is only a temporary negative. We live in a large courtyard with many rooms. I was very bored, but in the daytime, I took out an easel and sat in the yard to paint and send a boring time. Someone soon noticed me. He is the landlord of this yard child, tall, very thin, but very spirit. From the very beginning, he was secretly hiding behind the window and watching me paint. Later, he pretended to pass me frequently and inadvertently. These can not escape my eyes, I think he must want to know what I draw it.