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a不知有多久没回桂西北的故乡了。春天来了,故乡突然像刚冒出地面的青草在心底疯长起来,思念溢满整个心窝。于是沐着习习的春风,回老家住了几天。b村前有一条弯弯的小溪,像故乡的一条脐带,从村后的大山里潺潺流出。溪水清澈见底,即使是狂风暴雨的夏天,也绝没有那种狂奔怒流的混黄,总是那样的文文静静,只是在寒冷的冬天有些消瘦,但蓬勃的春天一来临,它便盈盈地丰满起来。c早上起来,第一件事就是到小溪边捧一把清水,肆意地泼到脸上,让那种清凉淌满整个脸,让自己和故乡作最亲密的接触,再跟大伯大婶们聊聊,听听他们亲切的话语,感受久违的乡情。
I do not know how long did not return to the hometown of northwestern Guangxi. Spring is coming, my hometown suddenly suddenly grows up in the heart of the grass grow up, miss over the whole heart. So Mu Mu spring breeze, back home to live a few days. There is a crooked stream in front of the village, like an umbilical cord in the hometown, flowing out of the mountain behind the village. Clear water bottomed out, even in the stormy summer, there is absolutely no kind of raging mixed yellow, always like Wen Wen quiet, but in the cold winter some weight loss, but the thriving spring, it will Yingying Plump up c morning, the first thing is to hold a stream of water to the stream, wantonly spilled on the face, so that kind of cool dripping full face, make their own and hometown for the most intimate contact, and then Uncle Aunt Chat, listen to their kind words, feel the return of nostalgia.