自古达斡尔人,都是择水而居的。从我们遥远的记忆起始,很多的生活画面,都是漫漶着江水的声音,浸淫着水的夏季。蹚着水的日子,几乎贯穿了岁月。江水总是漫出河槽,园子渗出了水,井水涨到伸手就能舀出来的程度。水泡烂了园子里的土豆。低处穿上雨靴。水泛滥的季节,日子里湿漉漉的,总不见干爽,空气扑进鼻孔,呼吸都是潮乎乎一片。枯燥的肌肤倒也得到滋润。江水卷走了学生,年年都有家长哭得死去活来,但是那水不知,漩涡也不知。激 Since ancient Daur people, are choosing water. Starting from our distant memory, a lot of life pictures are all over the river’s voice, steeped in the summer of water. Wading day, almost throughout the years. The river is always out of the river, the garden seeping water, wells up to the extent that they can scoop out. Blister rotten potatoes in the garden. Wear low boots rain boots. Water flooding season, the days of wet, always see dry, air flutter into the nose, breathing is a tide. Dry skin is also getting moist. The river swept away students, every year, parents cry to death, but that water I do not know, whirlpool do not know. Excited