第44把刀1935年的鄂西苗寨,风把寨子上的竹笋吹出土壤的季节。阿萝在竹林里挎着篮子,用小锄头采集沉睡了一个冬天的笋,苗莫在远方吹着竹笛,婉转的笛音在翠绿的竹林缠绕,碰掉了一片竹叶,飘落下来从阿萝的眼眸里划过。阿萝望了苗莫一眼,苗莫见阿萝看了自己,把手指放在嘴中,打了一声唿哨,转身奔走了。苗莫刚走,离什来了,他在远远的地方就唱着山歌,深情脉脉的山歌,像吹在乍暖还寒湖水上的风一样,唱得阿萝的心波一荡一荡的,离什唱着歌赶着牛,从阿萝的面前经过时,望了阿萝一眼,阿萝的目光也正看着他,阿萝的脸一下娇媚得像开在山间的映山红。吊脚楼的阁楼上,阿萝拨亮了灯,手中穿针引线,细细地绣着一个香包,苗家姑娘 The 44th knife in 1935 in western Hubei Miao, the wind blows the bamboo shoots out of the soil season. Ariel in the bamboo basket with a basket, with a small hoe collecting a winter bamboo shoots, Miao Mo blowing bamboo flute in the distance, melodious flute in the green bamboo winding, knocked off a piece of bamboo, falling down from Radish eyes across. Alice looked at the seedling, Miao Mo see Ariel looked at their own fingers in the mouth, whistled, turned and ran. Miao Mo just walk away from the shy, he was far away singing folk songs, affectionate songs, like blowing in the warm water of the lake, singing Aloo heart wave swirling Swing, singing from the song to catch the cattle, passing from Ariel in front, looked Ariel one, Ariel’s eyes are looking at him, Ariel’s face look charming like the mountains opened in the azalea . Diaojiaolou on the attic, Arum dial bright lights, the hands of the needle, carefully embroidered with a sachet, Miao girl