石进撅起屁股在土塄上割青草。一场春雨过后,茂密的野草像被滋润过的土地一样笑盈盈地,使石进充满了希望,一镰刀下去就是一大把,粗糙的大手仿佛抚摸初春的阳光,一股暖意传遍全身。镰刀收回来时,青草那种肥壮的、香喷喷的味儿沁进了石进的心肺,埋在他 Stone into the mound ass cut grass on the soil. After a spring rain, dense weeds like the land has been nourished with laughter, so that stone into full of hope, a sickle is a lot, rough big hands like stroking the early spring sunshine, a warmth throughout the whole body . Sickle recovered, the grass that kind of fat, fragrant smell into the stone into the heart and lungs, buried in his