我茫然地站在姥姥家门前。四下望,沿街墙面涂了涂料,很像日本女人涂了厚脂粉的白脸亮眼张扬,街上看不到一个人。这是城市的某个小区?不,这是地道的乡下村子,村里的青壮年都外出打工了,孩子们也到城里上学了,留在村子里的人少,寂静得很。原先一进村子,老房花树,草垛和泥土随处可见,鸡狗鹅鸭自在玩耍,刨土觅食的温馨诗 I stood blankly in front of my grandmother. Looked around, painted the walls along the street, much like a Japanese woman covered with thick white lipstick dazzling publicity, the street can not see a person. Is this a district in the city? No, this is an authentic village in the countryside. All the young and old in the village go out for work, and the children go to school in the city. There are few people who stay in the village and are quiet. Originally into the village, the old tree flowers, haystacks and mud everywhere, chicken geese and ducks free play, digging earth warm poetry