每当看到消防车长鸣着警笛如一阵红色狂飙闪过时,我记忆的闸门总会霎时开启,回想起儿时家乡的“水龙”来。我的童年是在一座青石板铺就街面的小城中度过的,小街上店铺门面夹道而立,小街中央有一间无论白天黑夜都整天洞开着大门的老房,里面放着一台黑糊糊的庞然大物,那便是被父老乡亲啧啧赞叹且肃然起敬的“水龙”。记忆中的“水龙”与它居住的老房,总是那么神秘——包括门 Whenever I saw the fire engine siren, such as a burst of red hurricane flash, my memory of the gate will always open instantly, recalling childhood home “water dragon ” to. My childhood was spent on a bluestone paved street town, the small shop on the street facing the doorway, the central street has a day and night all day long open the door of the old house, which stood a Dark monster monster, that is, is the pride and pride of the folks, awe-inspiring “water dragon ”. The memory of “water dragon” and its living in the old room, always so mysterious - including the door