绿河不是一条河的名字,我之所以称它为绿河,无异于人们之间互起的外号。它原本的颜色也不是绿色,如果硬要说有颜色的话,便是河两岸冠如华盖的树木投下的倒影,黑黢黢的。绿河是一条名不见经传的小河,好似一段初始的生命,全世界只有几个人知道,比如你的小名,或者,你膝盖上的伤疤从何而来。打我记事起,绿河就横亘在家门前,从东至西。两岸住着人家,长着树木、竹林,河岸上 Green River is not the name of a river, I call it Green River, is tantamount to people’s mutual nickname. Its original color is not green, if hard to say that there is color, it is the crown of trees on the banks of the river cast a reflection of the black He Qu. The Green River is a little-known river that resembles an initial life that only a few people in the world know, such as your nickname, or where the scars on your knees come from. Hit me a note, Green River lie in front of the house, from east to west. People live on both sides of the Strait, with trees, bamboo, riverbanks