应该是在十年前——我四五岁的时候,还没搬家之前,家门旁有一条河和一棵木棉树。它带给了我很多回忆,至今依旧挺立在那里,却比以前长得更苍劲。我依稀记得一个片段:母亲在河边洗衣,弯着腰,不停地用棒槌捶打着衣服,溅出的两三点水花落入河中。水波向外绵延,一圈又一圈。而我,捡起脚边的小石子,欢呼雀跃地丢向河中,平静的河面上粼粼碧波。可溅出的水花却不慎落入母亲身上,引来母亲的一阵数落。我便又蹦蹦跳跳地跑向附近的一棵也是唯一一棵木 It should be ten years ago - when I was four or five years old, there was a river and a kapok tree beside the house before moving. It brought me a lot of memories, still standing there, but more vigorous than before. I vaguely remembered a passage: my mother was washing the laundry by the river, bending over her waist and constantly hammering her clothes with her clubbing. Two or three splashes of water spilled into the river. Waves extend outward, lap after lap. And I, picked up the foot of the pebbles, cheerfully thrown into the river, calm river sparkling blue waves. Splashes of water but accidentally fell into the mother, attracted a while a few maternal. I again bounced to the nearby one and only one wood