枯黄了梢子,燃烧在静寂原野里的,是蒹葭和茅草。一羽两羽三羽,火苗舔舐着白鹭羽毛般漂亮的穗子。坡地氤氲着烧蚂蚱的焦香。风里,传来孩童们云雀般的欢笑声。晴蓝的天,雪白的云,苍翠的草丛。三五个顽童,衣裤肥大,缀着草灰色的补丁,麻雀般围伏在田边沟崖上。渴盼了一秋的野味烧熟了,每个人都哈喇着涎水,嘴圈和鼻尖上沾满细碎的草灰。不知是谁,把半只焦黑的蚂蚱翅膀遗漏在脚下的浮土里,很快惹来一队黑色的大蚂蚁,嗨呀嗨呀的,合力拖到附近的泥巢里了……结满谜语的童年渐渐走远了,那些曾经的酸甜苦辣,沉淀成金黄色的追 Withered yellow tip, burning in the quiet wilderness, is slug and thatch. A feather of three feathers, the lick of the fire feathers like a white egret plumage. The sloppy grasshopper burning incense coke incense. The wind, came the laughter of children’s larks. Clear blue sky, white clouds, green grass. Thirty-five urchins, underwear hypertrophy, patchwork grass patches, sparrows around the edge of the cliff ditch. Eager for a autumn game cooked, everyone saliva saliva, mouth ring and tip of the nose covered with fine grass ash. I do not know who, only half of the dark grasshopper wings missing in the foot of the floating soil, quickly provoked a team of black ants, Hi ah Hi ah, the force dragged to the nearby mud nests ... ... knot full of riddles Childhood gradually get away, those who had the ups and downs, precipitated into golden yellow chase