有这样的一口古井,古老到满村子都很少有人知道它有多久了。大小不一的石头,算不上整齐地砌在一块,井口被时间打磨得滑溜溜的,太阳懒懒地照在上面,马上便被反射了回去。一条同样用石头铺成的小路,蜿蜒着伸向前方,通向村子里每户人家。古井是村子里唯一的水源,每个人都离不开它。没有人知道这水为什么很甜,但至少每个人都很爱喝。一棵三四个成年男子 With such an ancient well, few people know how long it has been from ancient to full-fledged villages. Stone of different sizes, not neatly built in one piece, well time was smooth slippery, the sun lazily according to the above, immediately reflected back. An equally stone-paved path winds forward and leads to every household in the village. Furui is the only source of water in the village, everyone can not do without it. No one knows why the water is sweet, but at least everyone loves drinking. A three or four adult men