村前的“长虫河”像一条弯弯的长蛇从婉转的山沟里爬来,清凉瓦亮唱着歌,在一片片浓郁的柳毛通中流过。那年夏天,阴雨连绵,河水暴涨,小河便改了道,从姥姥家门前流过。雨后,村里人弄来几棵倒木横在河上,钉上桥桩,架成了一道小桥。人在桥上走,水在桥下流,成为小村一道靓丽的风景。邻家的芝儿姐常常牵着我的手从桥上走过,去逮蝈蝈、去挖山野菜、去种小块地,去割柴。芝儿姐杨柳细腰,眉清目秀,圆圆的脸像一只红苹 The front of the village “long worm River ” like a curved snake crawling from the gentle ravine, cool tile light singing songs, in a piece of thick willow flow through. That summer, rainy and rolling, the river skyrocketed, the river changed its way, flowing through the door in front of the grandmother. After the rain, the village people get a few inverted wooden cross the river, nailed to the bridge, frame into a small bridge. People walk on the bridge, the water flows under the bridge, a beautiful village landscape. Zhile sister next door to my sister often took my hand from the bridge, to arrest 蝈 蝈, to dig wild herbs, to planted a small piece of land, to cut wood. Chi Er sister willow waist, eyebrows and clear eyes, round face like a red apple