在村庄,老人是永远的守望上者。去县城逛逛或赶趟集就是出了一次远门。外面的世界有多大,他们不想知道也无须知道。看狗儿撒欢、听母鸡咯咯,五谷丰登,儿孙绕膝,也就心满意足了。老人总说故土难离啊。穿过四季的迷雾,老人们就站成了村庄里的一棵棵树,广袤的平原如天然的棋盘,座座村庄如颗颗棋子星罗棋布,那老人就是高明的棋手了,执白天黑夜两颗棋子,一番对弈,日子便也活色 In the village, the elderly are forever watchmen. Go to the county town or catch the trip set out is a long-distance. The outside world, how big, they do not want to know do not need to know. Saw a dog like Huanhuan, listen to the hen’s giggle, the bumper harvest, the grandchildren around the knee, and he’s content. Old people always say that their native land is hard to leave. Through the fog of the seasons, the old people stand in a tree in the village. The vast plains, such as the natural checkerboards and the sedentary villages, are dotted with pieces of chess pieces. The old man is a clever chess player. Pawn pieces, some chess, life is also live color