微风习习,暖暖的阳光被树叶间的缝隙切割成细碎的金子,轻轻地铺在我的身上。总是喜欢一个人安静地坐在窗边,沐浴着夕阳残存的暖意,远望着落日渲染的云霞,感受宁静。翻阅着小时候温情脉脉的照片,嘴角噙着一抹笑意,回忆往事。我的童年很平凡,很简单,很安静。清楚地记得,小时候住在一个宽 With the breeze, the warm sunshine was cut into small pieces of gold by the gap between the leaves and gently spread it over me. I always like to sit quietly by the window, bathe in the warmth of the sunset, and look far away at the sunset and the quietness. Looking through the tenderness of a child’s photo, the corner of his mouth is covered with a hint of laughter, recalling the past. My childhood was very ordinary, very simple, very quiet. I remember clearly that I lived in a child when I was young