打谷场老屋紧连着打谷场,仿佛相交多年的老朋友,消息相通,日子相连。屋里的欢笑,打谷场知晓;打谷场上来来往往踏落的脚步,老屋也数得十分清楚。九月,打谷场上铺满了金黄的稻束,如铺了一张焦黄的烙饼,谷香四溢,诱惑粗糙的日子变得鲜活、精细。父亲铆足了劲,摇响了他的手扶拖拉机,马达轰鸣,把场边正偷吃的一群麻雀吓得落荒而逃,惊魂未定地躲在远处的老槐树上相互安慰,并商量着下一次进攻的 Threshing floor house close to the threshing floor, as if the old friend of many years of intersecting, the same information, the days connected. The house of laughter, threshing floor know; threshing the field often come and go, the number of old houses are also very clear. In September, the threshing floor covered with golden rice bundles, such as shop a yellow pancake, Valley overflowing, the temptation of the rough days become fresh and fine. Father riveted hard, swayed his walking tractor, the motor roar, the field is eating a group of sparrows scared fled to flee, crying in the distance to avoid the old locust tree mutual comfort and discuss The next attack