小时候住在一个乡级镇上,门前就是镇上唯一的一条小河。在那个用痰盂和公厕来解决个人问题的年代,河水的质量还是很好的。现在回想来看,当初门前的风景不差,小河水质清澈,河滩上是干净的石子儿,五颜六色的,河里是各种各样的呆鱼笨虾。母亲以前爱给我照相,特别爱把我赶到河边取景,至今我家的相册里还留存了许多我的表情凄苦的童年照。那时候还没有江景房的概念,一切自出生便在眼前,就感觉不到什么特别,只是回 A child lived in a township town, in front of the town is the only river. The quality of the river was good in those days where spittoons and public toilets were used to solve personal problems. Looking back now, the original landscape in front of not bad, clear water creek, riverbank is a clean stone children, colorful, river is a variety of stupid shrimp. My mother used to love me for photography, especially love me rushed to the riverside viewfinder, so far my family album still retained many of my miserable childhood expression photos. At that time, there was no concept of river view room. Everything was born before it