每次回老家,我都要翻箱倒柜一通,寻些旧物件。从前穿过的小衣裳小鞋子,习过字的练习本,画过画的纸,翻到了,我都如获至宝。这一次,我翻到了水烟袋。是的,一管水烟袋。白铜的,沉甸甸的。盛水斗的一面镂刻着梅花,一面镂刻着菊花。历经多年,上面的梅和菊,依然盛开盈盈。烟管上,竟也盘着些枝蔓和小花,很有雅趣。这是祖父的水烟袋。祖 Every time I return to my hometown, I have to turn over the cellar and find some old objects. Once upon a time through the small clothes of small shoes, learned the practice book, painted the paper, turned over, I have won as treasure. This time, I turned to the hookah. Yes, a tube of hookah. White copper, heavy. Sheng water bucket side engraved with plum, chrysanthemum engraved on the side. After many years, the plum and chrysanthemum above are still in full bloom. Tobacco pipe, actually also set off some branches and flowers, very interesting. This is the grandfather’s hookah. Zu