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我的家乡在东北松嫩平原腹地的一个普通的小村。幼小时,家里几口人只住一间半土平房。房子的窗子是木框糊着窗户纸。当父母下地劳动时,为安全起见,常常把我们小孩子关在屋子里,每当这时,那屋子里的窗子便成了我们向外面世界张望的窗口。我们站在窗台上,春天,看柳绿鹅黄,燕子翻飞;夏天,看青纱帐起,雨后红霞;秋天,看金色田野,北雁南飞;冬天,看雪花飞舞,爬犁冰车……总之,从那个窗口,我观赏到了绚烂多彩的世界。那个窗口,给我的童年带来了无限乐趣和遐想。
My hometown is an ordinary village in the hinterland of the Songnen Plain in Northeast China. When young, how many people at home only live in a half earth bungalow. The window of the house is a wooden box covered with window paper. When the parents work, they often keep our children in the house, for safety’s sake, and at this moment, the window in the house becomes the window through which we look out to the outside world. We stand on the window-sill, spring, see the willow-yellow goose, swallow fly; Summer, see the blue gauze account, the rain after the red Xia; fall, see the golden fields, Beiyan Nanfei; winter, watching the snow fluttering, ice-climbing sledge ... In short, from that window, I have seen a gorgeous world. That window, to my childhood has brought unlimited fun and reverie.