现在,以至于过去,还是未来,我都始终坚信,小麦是我的亲人。我说不清楚这是为什么,只知道它来自我的五脏六腑。我始终依靠着,只有小麦的关怀,我才能摆脱恐慌。恐慌的心情,恐慌的月光,使乡村很冷。很冷的时候,我就会穿过街道,穿过一阵无奈,走进小麦地里,寻找心灵的慰藉,把身体蛰伏掩藏起来,摄取温暖。 Now, even in the past, in the future, I have always believed that wheat is my relative. I can not understand why this is, I just know it comes from my internal organs. I always rely on, only wheat care, I can get rid of panic. Panic mood, panic moonlight, make the village cold. Very cold, I will cross the street, through a while helpless, into the wheat fields, looking for spiritual comfort, the body hiding hide, take warmth.