走在河的上游,抬头,一只鸟在河的彼岸用奇怪的眼神看着我,它轻轻地飞起,消失在了天空的上游。河水哗哗地流淌着。踩着光滑的鹅卵石,透着凉感。我回想起小时候,一个人回家踩着路边凹凸不平的石板路,总是一跳一跳的,背包里金属清脆的撞击声里总是夹杂着笑声。那时候邻家的婆婆总是张着没有牙齿的嘴笑着,那双眼睛隔着清晨薄薄的雾看不清,却可以清晰地闻到她身上淡淡的檀香味。婆婆总是会在那个时候那间小屋前笑呀笑的。水里的鱼总是会不经意间游动在脚尖,湿滑滑的感觉,有一种绿色夏天的味道。“水是孩子最大 Walk in the upper reaches of the river, looked up, a bird on the other side of the river with a strange look at me, it flew gently, disappeared in the sky upstream. River rushing to flow. Stepping on a smooth pebble, reveals a cool feeling. I remembered a child, a man stepping home on the rugged stone road, always jumping, the crisp sound of metal in the backpack is always mixed with laughter. At that time, her neighbors’ mother-in-law always smiled at her mouth without teeth. The eyes were indistinctly separated by the thin mist of the morning but she could clearly smell the light sandalwood fragrance on her body. Mother-in-law always laughs in front of the cottage at that moment. Fish in the water always inadvertently swimming in the toe, slippery feeling, there is a green summer flavor. ”Water is the largest child