人们都叫她桫椤姑娘,她生活在桫椤的故乡,和桫椤一样美丽。那年我的父亲到她的家乡任边防连连长。寨子里的姑娘背着木桶打水路过连队的矮墙时,父亲就远远地站在哨楼上看。当看见花花的裙子在风中摇摆,父亲心中就激起了阵阵涟漪。父亲有点内向,不敢打招呼,又隔得那么远,要破着嗓门喊,父亲没这胆量。 一年一晃就过去了,父亲过的还是墙内秋千墙外道的单恋日子。当地好心的阿妈揣摩到了父亲的心事,经一番撮合后,姑娘勇 People call her the girl, she lives in the hometown of junk, as beautiful as junkie. That year my father went to her hometown as commander of the border company. When the girl in the stockade carried his bucket across the wall of the company, his father stood far on the watchtower. When I saw the flower skirt swinging in the wind, his father stirred ripples ripples. My father was a little introverted, afraid to say hello, but also separated so far, to break the voice shouting, my father did not have the courage. A year later on the flash, my father’s wall or swing outside the love affair. Local kind grandma try to figure out his father’s mind, after some match, the girl brave