秋末冬初,飘落的黄叶在床头村平坦的田埂随处可见,所有的树木都摇着头显示出萧瑟冷落的神情,唯一火爆的地方,还是村中心偌大的文化广场,这里是人们每日必聚的地方。这一天傍晚,广场上的人依然特别多,吵得依然特别火,中心议题还是高速路。老柳子支棱着耳朵听着,没发一言,但人们的这些议论,好像又把他带回了好奇天真的童年。小文文说:“高速路是全封闭的,路面像镜子,又光又滑,能照见人的脸,能叉开人的腿。不让人走,只让车走;不让大 In late autumn and early winter, the falling yellow leaves are everywhere in the flat fields of the bedside village. All the trees shook their heads to show the cold and cold look. The only hot spot is the huge cultural square in the center of the village. Here is the daily Place to be together. This evening in the square, the square people are still particularly large, quarrels are still particularly hot, the central issue is the highway. The old Liuzi listened with a pointed ear, but did not say anything, but people’s comments seemed to bring him back to a curious and innocent childhood. Small text said: ”highway is completely closed, the road is like a mirror, and light and slippery, can see people’s face, able to fork people’s legs.