田里的活忙完了,就该歇冬了。在地的尽头,庄户人长长地出了口气,像是终于盼到了休息的日子,又像是有些舍不得,弯下腰,拾起一小截树枝或小块瓦片,小心翼翼地把犁铧上的泥土褪了下去,让它似皎月般一尘不染。冬日的阳光暖暖的,像少女的手指在脸上抚摸,令庄户人陶醉。你 When the field is over, it is time to rest. At the end of the land, the man ran out of breath long enough to feel like he was finally resting. Something like some reluctant, bent over, picking up a small cut of branches or small tiles, The soil faded, making it look like bright spotless spotlessly. Warm winter sun, like a girl’s fingers touching the face, so Zhuang people intoxicated. you