童年的时光如流水般一去不复返,然而,每当回忆儿时那些幼稚的事情,心中便会涌起一阵快乐的热潮……曾记得,一个秋风萧瑟的周日, 我在乡下住宅的屋檐下发现了一个鸟窝,一只燕子不时地来回飞旋,啾啾鸣叫。鸟窝里必有鸟蛋,好奇心顿起的我,急忙找来一根竹竿,想捅下鸟窝抓到鸟蛋。谁料,我没接住鸟窝,鸟窝掉落在地．鸟蛋碎了。“窝破蛋亡”,我可是个刽子手呀!望着徘徊低飞、“啾啾”悲鸣的燕子,望着地上破碎的鸟蛋,我自责不已。于是,赶紧在住宅后的泥地挖了个坑把鸟蛋和鸟窝一起加以埋葬,以减轻我的负罪感。有一段时间我特别迷武侠小说。看到金庸《射雕英雄传》中的郭靖竟 The time of childhood is gone like water. However, whenever I recall childhood things that are childish, there will be a happy surge in my heart... I remember that on a bleak autumn day, I was in a country house. A bird nest was found under the eaves. A swallow flew back and forth from time to time and squeaked. There must be birds and eggs in the bird’s nest. I am curiosity-stricken. I hurried to get a bamboo pole and would like to take a bird’s nest to catch the eggs. Unexpectedly, I did not catch the bird nest and the bird nest fell to the ground. The egg was broken. “I’ll break my egg and die,” I’m an executioner! I look at the low-flying, “squeaky” screaming swallow and look at the broken eggs. I blame myself. So, hurriedly digging a hole in the mud behind the house to bury the bird eggs together with the bird nest to relieve my guilt. For a while, I was particularly fascinated by martial arts novels. Seeing Jing Jing in Jin Yong’s The Legend of Condor Heroes