盛开的阳光是记忆之花,一朵朵撑起蔚蓝的空旷,时光的溪流从上面潺潺流过,却未留下丝毫痕迹,宛如我那渐行渐远的童年。前两天,舅爷爷七十大寿,我们前往祝寿。他在离我们家不远的一个新开张的酒家设宴,搞得很风光。他说,人老了,生日要办得热闹一些。大厅里挤满了宾客,大家谈笑风生。五岁的妹妹很不客 Blooming sunshine is the flower of memory, blossoming propped blue open, the stream of time flowing from above, but did not leave the slightest trace, like my fading childhood. Two days ago, my uncle grandfather seventieth birthday, we go to birthday. He had a wonderful dinner at a newly opened restaurant not far from our home. He said that people are old and their birthday has some excitement. The lobby was packed with guests, everyone laughing. Five-year-old sister is not a guest