在每一个金风送爽、凉意乍起的时节,看到满街的鲜鱼活蟹,我就不由得想起了家乡的白米虾。我的家乡在里下河中部,这里沟河纵横,水网密布,一到仲秋,到处是稻谷飘香,人欢鱼跃,一派鱼米之乡的光景。每当此时,我常常和一帮被夏日骄阳烤焦的小黑皮们拿上简陋的工具,外出捕鱼捉蟹捞虾,轻而易举,每次都会满载而归。特别是那浅浅的水槽,长满了水草,白米虾就密密麻麻地钻在那中间,可以清清楚楚地看得出它们顽皮的活动。用一个三角形的小 In every season when the golden wind is blowing and cool, I can see the fresh fish and live crabs in the streets. I can’t help but think of my hometown white rice shrimp. My hometown is in the middle of the Lixia River, where the rivers and valleys are dotted and the water network is in full bloom. Once in the mid-autumn, there is the fragrance of rice, the people jumping for joy, and the land of fish and rice. At this time, I often get a simple tool with a bunch of little black skins that are scorched by the hot summer sun. I can go out fishing and catch crabs and shrimps. It’s a breeze. Especially the shallow trough, covered with aquatic plants, the white rice shrimps are densely drilled in the middle and can clearly see their naughty activities. With a small triangle