夕阳斜斜地照在乌瓦上,木屋里飘出缕缕炊烟,牛羊从村西边的山弯里悠闲地走来。时光之钟,炫目地晃着,儿时的乡村记忆就像一幅水墨画飘浮在我的脑际。一臼,凿石成臼。家乡的石匠把一块块粗厚坚硬丑陋的青石、白石用锥子凿成一个底小圆、口大圆,且外凸内凹成窝的石器,那便是臼了。家乡人习惯叫作“手臼”。现代人,尤其是城里人,也许不知这“手臼”所谓何物、所作何用,但在当时的农村,这却是生活中必不可少的工 The setting sun shines diagonally on Uva, the wooden house wafting a plume of smoke, cattle and sheep came leisurely from the mountain bend in the west of the village. The clock of the hour dazzled dazzlingly, and the childhood memory of the village was like an ink painting floating in my mind. A mortar, chisel into mortar. Hometown masons to a piece of thick hard and ugly bluestone, Shiraishi stone with a conical hewn into a small round, mouth big circle, and convex concave concave nest stone, it is mortar. Hometown is known as “hand-mortar ”. Modern people, especially urban people, may not know what they are doing and what they are doing. However, in the rural areas at that time, this was an indispensable work in life