午睡梦到小时候的我,瘦瘦的手臂挎着个大菜篮子,从生产队的菜园子回姥姥家,走一条似曾相识的路,却怎么也找不到姥姥家了,很多声音告诉我,向西走到弯路上,有棵老柳树那个门口就是姥姥家啊,我的脚走疼了,还是走不到……我的姥姥家呢?那棵老柳树呢?醒来惘然。老柳树到底有多老?有步家街的时候就有这棵老柳树了,曾外祖父当年带着一家老小二十四口人,套着四辆马车闯关东,人困马乏无处藏身之际,发现了山坳里藏着一条河和一 I dream of a child asleep, my skinny arm carrying a big basket, from the production team back to the grandmother’s garden, walking a deja vu, but how can not find the grandmother home, a lot of voice told me to the west Go to the detour, there is an old willow that door is the grandmother home, my foot hurt, or can not go ... ... my grandmother home? That old willow? Wake up suddenly. How old is the old willow tree? There are old streets when there is the old willow tree, and my grandfather was a year old with twenty-four people, set of four wagons to the east, people have no place to hide when the horse was found, found Collected in a river and a col