夹起一块晶莹通透的腊肉放入口中,细细咀嚼,这来自故乡的醇厚味道渐渐充盈了我的口腔,而对那遥远的家乡古镇的思念,也仿佛一滴入水的浓墨缭绕开来,将我的思绪重重包裹。普安的一切如今在记忆中都温柔得让人想落泪。小镇边星星点点的小水塘是孩子的乐园。清晨,大孩子、小孩子全在池塘边上见,每人手里提一根尾端打结的柳枝,撸起袖口、裤管儿就往小塘里猛扎。山里的孩子大多行动敏捷、反应迅速,因而总能拖着一长串小鲫鱼、小 Pick up a crystal clear bacon into the mouth, chewing carefully, which comes from the mellow taste of hometown gradually filled my mouth, and that distant town miss, but also as if a drop of water into the thick ink around, Wrap my thoughts. Everything in Poian is now gentle in memory and makes people want to shed tears. Little town littered with small ponds is a paradise for children. Early in the morning, children, children all see the edge of the pond, each end of the hand to mention a tail knotted willow, 撸 up cuffs, trousers tube to the small pond in the raging tie. Most of the children in the mountains agile, rapid response, which always dragged a long list of small carp, small