老屋掩映在一片树林中,于绿意盎然中探出一隅。童年时期的大部分时光都是在老屋后那棵最大的树下度过的。春夏秋冬,古树绿了又黄黄了又绿,飞扬的花丝化作春泥酝酿下一年的繁华。仍旧记得它的样子。纤长细瘦的树枝在冬天还了无生机,分叉的树枝把天空划得支离破碎。一到春天,就 Old house hidden in a woods, in the green out of a corner. Much of his childhood was spent under the largest tree behind the old house. Spring, summer, autumn and winter, the old trees green and yellow and green, flying filaments for spring mud brewing the next year’s bustling. Still remember what it looks like. Thin slender branches in the winter also lifeless, bifurcated branches planted the sky fragmented. As soon as it is spring