青石路我的家乡有一条青石路,一头连着县城古朴典雅的民宅,一头连着乡村的坎坷和泥泞。青石路崎岖蜿蜒,中间微微拱起,像一条鲫鱼的背脊。背脊上印有一道道深深的车辙,那是乡下人吱吱扭扭的独轮车刻下的岁月残痕。路的两旁有缠绵的小河依依相伴,河水清清,砾石、游鱼清晰可见,绿的浮萍,红 Qingshi Road My hometown has a bluestone road, a village attached to the simple and elegant houses, one after another bumpy and muddy country. Bluestone road rugged meandering, slightly arched in the middle, like a crucian carp’s spine. A deep rut is printed on the back of the spine, a remnants of the years engraved by a countryman’s creaked unicycle. Road lined with lingering creek accompanied by the river clear, gravel, fish clear, green duckweed, red