生活在南方,我对湿润有着别样的感情。去年十一月,我去西北某地时,突然接到朋友的邀请,从干涸到十几个人共用一盆水洗脸的黄土坡上的窑洞,直接飞到宁波。这是我第一次来到这座城市,由于是深夜到达,直到第二天早起,才产生对她的第一感觉。一个在长江边玩水长大的人,去到那种干旱得对水都麻木了的地方,自然更加怀念天设地造的江河湖泊了。 Living in the South, I have a different kind of feeling of wetness. In November last year, when I went to a place in the northwest, I suddenly received a friend’s invitation and flew directly to Ningbo from a dry cave to more than a dozen people sharing a potted water hole in the loess plateau. This is the first time I came to this city, because it is late at night, until the next morning, only to her first feeling. A man who grew up on the waterfront of the Yangtze River went to the place where the drought was so numb to the water that he would naturally cherish more memories of the rivers and lakes created by Heaven.