麦香四溢的乡间五月一过,就场光地净了,麦子已经全部颗粒归仓,大地呈现出成片的暗黄色,莽莽苍苍。在村子周围、溜光四平的打麦场上,陆续起了一堆堆圆圆鼓鼓的麦穰垛,一垛一垛,散落着,比邻而居,像极了大草原上的亮黄色的蒙古包。这些蹲坐在村子周围的麦穰垛,静静默默,爬伏在那儿,像一个思想者,思考着乡村的过去和未来,在五月的暖风中,幽幽地散发着麦秸秆的干香,这就是乡村的味道,让人闻之欲醉。 May overflowing in the countryside once in May, the net spot light, the wheat has all the particles owned positions, the earth showed a film of dark yellow, vast gray. Around the village, Siping swaying wheat field, one after another from a pile of round and round stack of wheat, a pile of stacks, scattered, living next to each other, like most of the prairie bright yellow yurts. These squatting around the village of wheat stacks, silently silently, where the climb, like a thinker, thinking about the past and future of the village in the warm May, exudes the dry straw of wheat straw , This is the taste of the village, people get drunk.