春天,阳光哗啦啦地撒得到处都是。院子里的槐花树开了花,三三两两的,成群结队地来了。喜欢这样的季节,喜欢眯着眼睛看阳光透过树隙,喜欢躺在阳光下美美地小憩。喜欢被阳光围绕着,像跌进了妈妈的怀抱。记忆中,小时候是在妈妈的怀里度过的。柔软温适的感觉正像被阳光包围,深深地烙印在脑海里。妈妈好像抱着我过了好多年,我一直记得她笑着微低着头看我的样子,弯弯的眉眼里像是盈了阳光。我长了个,她便稍稍地仰起头看我,眼 Spring, the sun crashed everywhere sprinkle. Pagoda tree in the yard opened flowers, twos and threes, came in droves. Like this season, like to squint to see the sun through the tree gap, like lying in the sun, the United States and the United States to rest. Like being surrounded by the sun, like falling into the arms of her mother. In my memory, I spent my childhood in my mother’s arms. The feeling of soft warm just like being surrounded by the sun, deeply imprinted in my mind. Mum seems to be holding me for many years, I always remember her smiling with a slight look at me, like the sun in the curved facial features. I grew up, she looked up and looked at me slightly, eyes