曾几何时,童年的所有记忆开始渐渐离我们越来越远。那天真而无忧的笑声、跌倒后抒发伤痛而毫无顾忌的哭声、还有捉迷藏时小心翼翼的脚步声、妈妈呼唤我们回家吃饭的喊声……整个夏天泡在门前小河里抓的小鱼小虾、男女同桌时的那条楚河汉界、满山遍野采的野果野花、陪着我们度过童年岁月的那些烟盒和铁环…… Once upon a time, all memories of childhood began to gradually farther and farther away from us. That innocent and carefree laughter, after the fall to express the pain and cynical cries, as well as the cautious footsteps of hide and seek, my mother called for us to go home to eat shouting ... ... throughout the summer bubble in front of the river Grasping the fish shrimp, men and women at the same table when the Chuhehanjie, wild mountain wildflowers collected wildflowers, accompanied us through those years of childhood those packets and iron ring ......