当枯黄的树叶打着旋儿飘落满地的时候,过春节的气氛便渐渐弥漫到大街小巷的每一个角落。也许是太寒冷的缘故,街上的行人都来去匆匆,准也没有在意伫立街边的不归人。一直在外读书的我已有两三个年头没能回家过年了。此刻已是寒假,独坐窗前,思绪不觉又飞回到那遥远的故乡……记得儿时的我并不很好学。上小学的路上,小溪里、田埂旁常有我和小伙伴们抓螃蟹、逮泥鳅的身影。而每当寒冬的第一阵劲风吹过时,我就开始期盼春节的到来。那时在孩子们的心中,过年是一年中最好玩的时候,可以有新衣服穿, When the yellow leaves swirl and fall over the ground, the atmosphere of the Spring Festival is gradually filling every corner of the streets. Maybe it was too cold. Pedestrians on the street came and went in a hurry. They did not care about standing on the side of the street. I have been studying abroad for two or three years and have not been able to go home for the New Year. At this moment is winter vacation, alone in front of the window, thoughts and flies back to the distant hometown... I remember that when I was a child, I was not very good at learning. On the way to elementary school, I often catch crabs and muddy figures with my friends and friends near the creeks and fields. Whenever the first breeze of the winter passed, I began to look forward to the arrival of the Spring Festival. At that time, in the hearts of children, the New Year was the most fun time of the year, and new clothes could be worn.