老家村北头弯弯曲曲地流淌着一条小河,小河平时水很浅,水只到脚脖那里,像条小溪。只有下大雨发水时小河才会像条河,水能漫到河沿浩浩荡荡向东流去。连接两岸的是一座窄窄的木头搭制的拱桥,桥很老也很破,远远看去,活像一位瘦骨嶙峋的老人弓腰趴在那里,人一踩上去就叽叽咕咕地乱响,让人有些担心,有些于心不忍。 Home Village, the first bend of a stream flowing north, the river is usually shallow water, water, only to the neck where there, like a stream. Only under the rain when the river will be like a river, the water can flow to the mighty rivers flowing eastward. Connecting the two sides of the Strait is a narrow wooden arch bridge, the bridge is very old and very broken, from afar, like a bony old man bow waist lying there, people stepped on the chattering chaos, Some people worry, some inleep.