在我老家的门前，有一口水井。从我记事起，它便默默地存在着，就像一位饱经风霜的老人，以永不改变的姿态注视着万物的变迁。这口井已经几年不用了，人们早就用上了自来水，井的边缘已经长出了苔藓。夏天哗哗而下的自来水总是温温热热，冬天又是刺人肌骨，所以我依然怀念冬暖 In front of my home’s door, there is a well. From the moment I remembered, it silently existed, like a weathered old man, watching the changes of all things in a never-changing manner. This well has been unused for several years. People have long used tap water and moss has grown on the edge of the well. The water that squats in summer is always warm and hot, and winter is a stinging muscle, so I still miss the warm winter.