一、高高的柴禾垛那些个年月,我们唯一的期盼就是过年,用大人的话说就是刚过完年就想下一个年了。有时跟着父母下地收麦子,没来头地就要问一句,什么时候过年呢?在父母的哈哈大笑里,也知道自己的性子太急了点,但还是盼。小朋友一块玩,所说的悄悄话,就是今年爸会给我买什么,我要怎样怎样,这样一些遥远的不着边际的幻想。不论日子怎样艰难,光阴怎样漫长,在我们焦急的期盼里,新年还是一步一步地走近了,父 First, the tall wood and straw stack those years, our only hope is the Chinese New Year, with the words of adults is just over the years to think about the next year. Sometimes with the parents to receive wheat under the ground, it is necessary to ask one day, when the New Year? Laugh in the parents, but also know their temper too much, but still hope. Children playing together, said the whisper is what Dad will buy for me this year, how I want, such a distant fantasy. No matter how hard the day, how long time, in our anxious hope, the New Year is still step by step approach, the father