中秋节要回家了,我不由得想起水。我的家乡处于华北平原半干旱地区,在我从蹒跚学步到长大成人的岁月里,每一个阶段都在为水而喜而忧……上个世纪六七十年代,那是我刚刚记事到小学毕业的阶段,那里大人们把水看得比什么都金贵,孩子们经常因为浪费水被大人打骂。家家户户吃水要跑二里多地到村外的砖井里去挑,挑一趟水壮劳力也要累得气喘吁吁,身体弱一点的男人和一般的女人都要歇上五六次。一到冬天,在从水井到大街再到各个胡同的路上,大人们挑溅出的水花就会结上一层薄薄的冰。“少年不知愁滋味”,我们经常在那上面比赛滑冰,当然也少不了看担水的大人们被滑倒的笑话。有一次,刚出校门,我就看到远处有一个人滑倒在地, Mid-Autumn Festival to go home, I can not help but think of water. My hometown is in the semi-arid area of ​​the North China Plain. During my years from toddlers to adults, I was worried about water at every stage. In the sixties and seventies of last century, To the stage of primary school, where adults see the water more expensive than anything else, children are often scolded by adults because of a waste of water. Every household wants to run more than two miles to the outside of the village of brick wells to pick, pick a trip to work hard to be tired too breathless, weak body of men and women in general have to rest five or six times. In the winter, from the well to the main street and then to the alley on the road, adults splash the splash will be a layer of thin ice. “Teenager does not feel unhappy,” we often skate over the competition, of course, also unlucky to see the water-filled adults were slipping joke. Once, just out of school, I saw a man slipped to the ground,