每年秋冬之季,我的家乡石子镇会涌入一些难民,或上门推销床单被套,或表演杂技让人赏钱。他们通常都会说家里发了大水,房子和土地都被水淹了,洪水过后的饥荒让他们只好离开家乡另谋生计。他们这样说的时候,四奶奶眼前会浮现她看过的一则新闻图片:发黄泛滥的洪水中漂浮着尸体,有的被冲到岸边,肢体扭缠,浮肿发白,头发散乱,脑袋扣在泥里, Every autumn and winter season, my hometown, Shizhen, flooding in with some refugees, selling bed linen quilts or performing acrobatics to reward people. They usually say that there is a flood of water in the house and the house and the land are flooded. After the flood, the famine left them forced to leave their hometown and make another living. When they said so, the four grandmother could see a picture of the news she had seen before: flooded body of yellow flooding, some of them washed ashore, twisting their limbs, edema and white hair, their heads scattered Buckle in the mud