我的家乡监利县朱河古镇,东倚烟波浩淼的洪湖,西临滚滚奔流的长江。淡青花岗岩石铺成的街道长七里又三分,两边的木楼商铺整齐排列着,七坊八巷的斑驳粉墙,仿佛在诉说岁月的沧桑。街后是条清凌凌的小河。枕河而居的人家与拱桥、流水、篷船,仿佛是江南的乌镇、周庄。水是古镇的灵气,农民是古镇的主客。每天清晨,推着独轮车的 Jianli County, my home town of Zhuhe, east of Yanbo vast Honghu Lake, west rolling billow the Yangtze River. Paved blue granite stone paved streets seven miles long and three points, both sides of the wooden floor shops neatly arranged, seven Square Eight Almond mottled pink wall, as if to tell the vicissitudes of years. After the street is a clear Lingling Creek. Occupy the river and people arch bridge, water, canopy boat, it seems Wujiang in the south, Zhouzhuang. Water is the aura of the ancient town, the peasant is the main guest of the ancient town. Every morning, pushing a wheelbarrow