采菱偶然看到小木写的一篇文章《鸭鸣阵阵入梦来》,写她作为一个湖畔放鸭女的悲喜情怀。文章活泼淡雅、文中那清纯的放鸭女形象令人耳目一新,久久难以忘怀。我的家乡也靠湖,我们家里也养鸭子,可就几只,还够不上“放”的标准,也就是让它们自己到河里寻食吃罢了。在我的记忆里,专门放鸭子的是那些大男人。在大湖里,一般都是找一个湖中的一小片陆地,我们那里的人都把它叫作鸭墩。在上面搭上鸭庵子,再收拾个人住的地方,在鸭子刚孵 Cailing accidentally saw a piece of wood to write an article “Duck bursts into the dream,” wrote her as a lake duck love and sadness. Lively and elegant articles, the text of the duck that is pure and refreshing image of a refreshing, long unforgettable. My hometown is also on the lake, and our family also has ducks, but I can not reach the standard of “letting go”, that is, letting them find their own food in the river. In my memory, devoted to the ducks are those big men. In the Great Lakes, a small piece of land in a lake is generally found, and the people in our area call it a duck pier. Duck on top to catch the anvil, and then clean up the place where individuals live in the duck just hatched