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城市的霓虹渐渐地亮出一片灯红酒绿、纸醉金迷。细细回想,拾起来最迷恋、最在乎的一抹时光。“儿童急走追黄蝶,飞入菜花无处寻”正值春季,四月的艳阳已经好不吝啬,毫不小气地大片倾泻,寸寸碎金,铺盖在漫山遍野。这是孩子作乱的好时节。丢下外婆的嘱咐,我捡起几根枯树枝,像拾荒小孩儿似的,一路敲敲打打,奔着田里去了。田里正三三两两群飞着雪白雪白的小菜蝶,在这朵上小憩,在那朵上舞蹈。我兴奋地尖叫一声,丢下木棍,与一帮孩子扑进田,金灿灿的油菜花立刻淹没了我们,
The city’s neon gradually showing a glittering, golden. Carefully recall the pick up the most obsessed, most care about the touch of time. Children urgently chase the yellow butterfly fly into the cauliflower Nowhere is the spring, in April the sun has been very generous, generous dumping, inch crushed, covered in the mountains and plains. This is a good time for children to chaos. Leave the grandmother asked, I picked up a few dry branches, like scavengers like children, all the way to beat, ran to the fields. Tian Liang is a group of two or three twos flying snow white dishes butterfly, resting on this one, dance on that flower. I screamed excitedly, dropped a stick, with a bunch of children flew into the field, golden canola immediately drowned us,