记得家乡各家的庭院中都种满了桂花树,微风拂过,吹得满世界的馨香。屋顶炊烟袅袅,屋外落花缤纷,朦胧中只让人觉得如同置身幻世,处处都充满了梦幻般的美。已经许久没有回到那片让我魂牵梦萦的土地了,不知道院里的桂花是否芬芳依旧,儿时的伙伴是否安好……真的好想回到从前住过的那间小屋,坐在院子里,恬适地泡上一杯香气袭人的桂花茶,静静聆听那些黄色的花瓣飘落的声音,尽管那声音十分微弱,但我的心依然能够听到它们跟我诉说的那些历历往事。再次踏上这方故土,不知为 I remember all the hometown of the courtyard are planted with sweet-scented osmanthus trees, the breeze blowing, blowing the fragrance of the world. Smoke curl on the roof, colorful flowers outside the house, only in the hazy people feel like being Huan Shi, everywhere full of fantastic beauty. It has been a long time since I did not return to the piece of land that I dreamed of, and I do not know whether fragrant sweet scented osmanthus still in my childhood, my childhood friend is safe ...... Really want to go back to the cottage I used to live in. , I was able to soak up a cup of fragrant sweet-scented osmanthus tea and listen quietly to the sound of falling yellow petals, though my voice was still very weak, but my heart was still able to hear the historical events that they told me to tell. Once again set foot on this side of the homeland, I do not know