王江泾,浙北的一个重镇。我爱运河水滋养大的王江泾,爱她那浓浓传统文化氛围中的一里街,爱她那江南越秀甲天下的水乡风情。但我更爱怜她那颗曾受伤的心。王江泾,我一度常去。在那里,我曾经独自站立在长虹大桥上,望运河帆影点点;在那里,我曾经独自徘徊于苏嘉古道上,看残基茅草苍苍。运河帆在中国东部上下漂流了千余年;苏嘉古道在苦难的岁月里 Wang Jiang Jing, a major town in northern Zhejiang. I love the canal to nourish the big Wangjiang Jing, love her that thick traditional culture in the street, love her that Jiangnan Yuexiu a world of waterfront style. But I love her heart more hurt. Wang Jiang Jing, I used to go often. There, I once stood alone on the Changhong Bridge, overlooking the Grand Canal Sails; where I once wandered alone in the Sujia Road, see the residue thatched gray. Canal sail drifting up and down in eastern China for more than a thousand years; Su Jia Road in the years of misery