到处都是水,浊黄色的水,泥汤一般。船行在水上,晃晃悠悠,一不小心就觉得好像划进了海。阳光如同箭头一样直射下来,水气蒸腾,烤得人心慌。天角远处,一大片乌云涌动翻滚,怕很快又要下雨。黄新想坐在船头,全身被汗水浸湿,心事重重地看着前方耸立在水中的铁塔。“又要来雨喽。”他兀自念叨了一句,站起身,举起了 Water everywhere, turbid yellow water, mud soup in general. Boat trip in the water, dangling, accidentally felt as if into the sea. The sun shines straight down like an arrow, and the water vapor is translucent and bakes are palpitating. A distant corner of the sky, a large wave of surging tide, afraid soon to rain again. Huang wanted to sit in the bow, the body was soaked in sweat, preoccupied looked at the towers towering in front of the water. “And it’s going to rain again. ” He kept reading one word, got up and raised