这个季节,我不止一次走进了金色的海洋——麦子的海洋。于是,我就固执地给麦子赋予了人的生命。觉得她配得上拥有,绝对配得上。这是个麦子出嫁的季节。站在麦田边,黄色的海洋一望无际,流金的麦浪一波接着一波,从这头滑向无垠的那头,此起彼伏。除了天空,这里的一切似乎都被染成了金色,就连呼吸的空气都是金色的,我自然也被染成了金色。我想这金色一定是麦子的嫁衣,在我眼里,没有什么嫁 This season, I went into the golden ocean more than once - the sea of ​​wheat. So, I stubbornly gave wheat life. Feel she deserves to have absolutely deserve. This is the season when wheat is married. Standing on the edge of the wheat fields, the endless ocean of yellow, waves of wheat waves after wave of waves, from the first slide to the boundless end, one after another. In addition to the sky, everything here seems to have been dyed gold, and even the breathing air is golden, I naturally dyed gold. I think this must be the golden wheat wedding dress, in my eyes, there is no marriage