童年，在故乡生活的日子快乐如一首歌。当一对紫燕轻巧的在碧空里掠过时，侧耳谛听，春的脚步已“噗噗”地响。这时，我们一伙小家伙在土墙围成的院子里再也呆不住了。在天气晴朗的日子里，沿着春水涓涓的河岸走，听鸟儿好听的鸣声，或到打麦场上做老鹰捉小鸡的游戏。不过最令 Childhood, happy life as a song in his hometown. When a pair of purple swallow lightweight passing in the blue sky, listen to the ears, the pace of spring has been “pop” ring. At this time, we a group of little guys in the wall surrounded by the yard can not stay anymore. In fine weather, walk along the river banks of spring water, listen to the birds singing nicely, or go to the wheat field to do the eagle catch the chicken game. But most let