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我家在村子里。当早晨的阳光从山这头落到了山那边,当人们忙碌的身影坐下来闲谈,当乡村的夜晚沉静下来、星星布满夜空时,这一天就过去了。我的童年就是在这样的环境里度过的,那么的快乐、安详、调皮、可爱……野草、野花就不必说了,一低头,满地都是。树也无处不有,嫩芽与老叶簇拥在一起,到处都充满着春的生机。男孩子们整天拿着弹弓打燕子,“啪”的一声,燕子飞了,窗玻
My home is in the village. When the morning sunshine fell from the top of the mountain to the other side of the mountain, the day passed when the busy figure sat down and chatted, and the night of the village calmed down and the stars filled the night sky. My childhood is spent in such an environment, so happy, serene, naughty, cute ... ... Wild grass, wild flowers Needless to say, a bow, Montreal is. Trees are everywhere, with young buds and clusters surrounded by clusters, full of vitality everywhere. The boys took the slingshot to swallow all day, “snap ”, the swallow fly, windowpane