当南风又吹过田野,青青的麦苗开始拔节疯长,不多久后就会长成一大片金色的浪涛。蚕老一时,麦黄一晌。麦子熟透的那个午后,骄阳似火,我在麦田里汗流浃背地收割,麦子在身后躺倒成一片海。我接过爸爸递来的军用铝水壶,灌下一肚子凉白开,用手背擦了一下满头的汗。麦芒 When the southerly wind blew across the fields again, the green barley began to grow and join. It soon took a long, golden wave. When the old silkworm, wheat a long while. The afternoon when the wheat was ripened, the sun seemed like a fire, and I sweat in the field, and the wheat lay down behind me. I took my father handed the military aluminum kettle, pour a belly cool open, rubbed his face with sweat. Wheat Mang