乡村,是我永远的生命之书。我的童年时光是在乡村度过的。我所能记住的就是邻居五姨家的大葡萄,一片片肥大的叶子,一层叠一层,将五姨家的天井给遮得严严实实,我仰着头向上望去,从叶缝中挤进来的阳光,像白天里的星星一样,一闪一闪地。葡萄长熟之前,就已经是一大串一大串地绿着,我馋涎欲滴地望着大葡萄,等它刚泛紫,就摘下来吃,这时,五姨都会样装出生气的模样说:“谁叫你摘的?”我囫囵吞下葡萄,支支吾吾,五姨 Village, is my book of life forever. My childhood is spent in the country. What I can remember is that the neighbor’s aunt’s grand grapes, a piece of hypertrophy foliage, a layer of layers, the five aunt’s patio to cover tightly, I looked up and looked up from the leaf stitch The sun shone in, like the stars in the day, flashing. Before the grapes mature, it is already a long list of a bunch of green, I greedy to look at the grapes, it just pan-purple, it took off to eat, then, five aunt will look like an angry dress: “Who told you to pick it?” I swallowed the grapes, supportive, five aunt