当田野上染上一层金黄,各种各样的果实摇着铃铛的时候,雨,似乎也像嫁人、生了孩子的母亲,显得端庄而又沉思了。这时候,雨不大出门。田野上几乎总是金黄的太阳。也许,人们都忘记了雨。成熟的庄稼地等待收割,金灿灿的种子需要晒干,甚至 When the fields were stained with a golden coat of yellow and the bells of a wide variety of fruit were raining, the rain seemed to be like a married, child-born mother, dignified and contemplative. At this time, the rain does not go out. The field is almost always the golden sun. Maybe people forget the rain. Mature crop waiting for harvest, golden seeds need to be dried, even