一片片绿油油的庄稼,整齐划一得像一队队士兵守护着肥沃的田野。那是昔日的农村。而现在,肥沃的田地长满了一堆堆杂乱的野草,但荒芜的田园却因这点青翠显出一丝自然的味道。重新回归田园的作者,在这堆野草里面找到了灯笼草。村里的老人说,灯笼草是属于乡村的,烙印着草根的血液,与城市无缘。或许,作者是从灯笼草找到了自己。回归农村,对于作者 A green field of crops, uniform as a team of soldiers guarding the fertile fields. That is the old country. Now, the fertile fields are full of messy weeds, but deserted pastures show a hint of natural taste. Returning to the pastoral author, we found the lantern grass in this pile of weeds. The old man in the village said that the lantern grass belonged to the countryside, with the blood of the grass roots, and missed the city. Perhaps, the author found himself from lantern grass. Return to the countryside for the author