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还记得幼时在 老家摘槐花的情景。 春天明媚的阳光下, 年轻的小伙子手拿绑上镰 刀的竹竿,割断高高的槐 枝,老人们聚在树下把一 朵朵白白香香的槐花摘 下,小孩子则围着大树跑
I still remember the scene of picking flowers at home in my childhood. In the bright sunshine of the spring, the young man took a bamboo knife tied with a knife and cut the tall twigs. The old people gathered under the tree and picked up a blossoming white fragrant silk flower. The children ran around the big tree.