离奶奶家不远的一条清澈见底的小河上,架着一座桥。这座桥伴我度过了童年,走向少年,为我的生活增添了无穷的欢歌笑语。在我很小很小的时候,这还是一座独木桥。我总爱在独木桥上跑过来跑过去,把独木桥当作秋千荡。小桥便“吱呀吱呀”地响个不停,像立刻就会散架。这声音对我来说 A crystal clear river not far from Grandma's home, stands a bridge. This bridge with my childhood, to teenagers, adds endless joys and sorrows to my life. When I was an early age, this was a single-plank bridge. I always love to run over the single-plank bridge in the past, the single-plank swing as a swing. Small bridge will be “squeak Ya Ya” to ring non-stop, as will immediately fall apart. This sound is for me