那一年我在新墨西哥州的一个乡村俱乐部当教练,每次我开车去那里的时候都会路过一片玉米地,我至今还记得那里的情景:在深秋玉米收获的时候那上面总有一大片的青烟笼罩,看起来像一片很深的湖,跨过那片玉米地有一堆奇怪的房子,它们的椽子和柱子 That year, when I was a coach at a country club in New Mexico, I passed a field of corn every time I drove there, and I still remember the scene there: there was always a large amount of blue smoke on the harvest of late autumn Enveloped, looks like a deep lake, across the piece of corn has a pile of strange houses, their rafters and pillars