我家门前有一棵桃树,相伴着我的童年。一两岁时,我在它的臂弯下蹒跚学步。小手紧紧抓住那粗糙的树皮,感觉虽然粗糙但却很厚实,那厚实中也不乏温暖与柔和,让幼小的我感觉到安全和依赖。那时的我总喜欢站在枝繁叶茂的树下抬头向上望,却总也望不到尽头。它是 There is a peach tree in front of my house, accompanied by my childhood. When I was a year or two, I tumbled under her arm. Small hands firmly grasp the rough bark, although the rough feeling but very thick, thick there is no lack of warm and gentle, so young I feel safe and dependent. At that time I always like to stand up in the leafy tree looked up, but always hopeless. it is