30多年前,当我和小伙伴们能够提着篮子追跑打闹的时候,每天放学,就总会被大人安排去拣麦穗。那时候我们很小、篮子很大,在布满麦茬的土地上,小腿不是被篮子磕到就是被麦茬划破,当我们追逐打闹的时候,麦穗总会从篮子里滑落,于是我们就一遍又一遍被大人安排去拣麦穗,乐此不疲。然而遗憾的是,直到拣麦穗成为记忆的时候,我们才真正领悟到父辈们对于食物的珍视。在父辈看来,食物是人存活的基本条件,其 More than 30 years ago, when I and my companions were able to carry on the baskets and run the streets, every day after school, they were always arranged to be picked up by the adults. At that time we were very small and the basket was very big. On the land full of stubbles, the calf was not knocked by the basket or was scratched by the stubble. When we chased the slaughter, the ears always fell off the basket, so we Over and over again by the adults arranged to pick wheat ears, never tired. However, it is a pity that we do not really realize that our fathers value their food until we pick it up as a memory. In the eyes of fathers, food is the basic condition for human survival