也许因为闻到一阵夹杂着花香的风吧,我又想起了外婆的四合院。四合院里蕴涵了我一个个美丽又易碎的梦,四合院中的每一个角落都留下我欢乐的笑声,每一粒尘埃都是我快乐的见证。后花园里种满了红色的蔷薇,它顺着旁边那栋在儿时的我的眼中很高很高的砖房努力地向上爬着,爬得好 Perhaps because I smelled a wind filled with flowers, I remembered my grandmother’s courtyard. The courtyard houses contain me beautiful and fragile dreams. Every corner in the courtyard has left me with joyous laughter. Every grain of dust is a testament to my happiness. The back garden is full of red roses. It is crawling along the tall, high brick house next to my childhood and crawling well.