I came to study in the city, but I still drink cold water when I am thirsty, just like at home. But the cold water in the city is uncomfortable as long as you drink it. Whenever this happens, I think of the sweet spring water in my hometown. The water is sweet to drink and cool to the heart, just like dew.

My family lives by the bamboo forest. When we go out to the next stone step, there is a well as big as a square table in the hall. Water gushes out from the spring eyes with a small handleless wine cup or thick fingers, which is beautiful.

There are many people who come here to do laundry, wash vegetables and draw water every day. There are beautiful girls, elderly mothers-in-law, and shy new wives ... When I was a child, I always followed my mother to the fountain. People who go there often joke, general jokes, everyone smiles slightly, and some jokes are ridiculous. Will make people laugh and bend their backs.

I like that well very much. There are trees, grass, flowers and bees buzzing around the well. However, what interests me most is the spring water. Whenever I get tired of catching butterflies, teasing bugs, climbing trees and breaking branches, I always run to the spring, get down, open my mouth and drink the cool spring water in My Sweetie until my stomach bulges. Then, I sat down on the smooth slate beside the spring and put my chubby feet into the washing pool. They moved up and down like a musician playing the piano, singing children's songs taught by my mother. It was very comfortable.

My companions and I also like to build dams with stones and sand in the ditch where the spring water flows. When the spring water reaches the dam, it swirls and waits, not fierce or agitated. But in a short time, the water overflowed the dam edge and finally broke the "defense line". How interesting!

in summer, I often put my face and mouth on the water and let the spring touch me. Whenever this happens, my companions laugh at me and say that I am too affectionate, and I kiss with the spring water, which makes me very embarrassed.

the spring water here is clear and sweet. Even so, every once in a while, my companions and I have to clean the pool once to remove the sludge from the spring. We rolled up trouser legs and rushed to do it. After cleaning, the water on that table looks clearer.

Now I have gone to study abroad, but I still miss the sweet and delicious spring water in my hometown and my relatives living by it.