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周末,在我的软磨硬缠下老公终于答应不在家看电影、玩电脑,而是陪着我和儿子去小区附近的小树林玩。这是我许久以来的心愿。每次骑车子从那片小树林路过都忍不住一个劲看,想进去撒丫子跑几个来回,在树叶和土地上走走,抬头看看那黄叶点缀的蓝天。记得小时候上幼儿园,老师每周都要组织我们去一个“幸福林”的树林玩,从春到夏到秋。在那我们打泥巴仗、看蜘蛛、捡树叶、做草垫床…也许是从那时候种下的种子,一直以来我对树林都有着深厚的感情,那里面装着的记忆都是快乐的。
Weekends, hard-haired my husband finally promised not to watch movies at home, playing computer, but to accompany me and my son went to play in the grove near the district. This is my long-cherished wish. Each ride from the piece of grove pass can not help but see, want to run a few back and forth sprinkle Yasukuni, walking on the leaves and the land, looked up and see the yellow leaves dotted blue sky. I remember when I was young and kindergarten. The teacher organized a week to play in the woods of a “Happy Forest.” From spring to summer and autumn. There we fight mud battles, see spiders, pick up the leaves and do the matting ... Maybe the seed was planted since then, and I’ve always had a deep feeling for the woods, and the memories in it are all happy.