麦田渐近故乡时,遥见山上麦田里黄弱而稀疏的麦苗随风摆动,我的心竟莫名地感伤起来……儿时的许多场景在脑际闪现:三五成群的小伙伴,背着背篼,在田坎上一边寻找并争抢可以用来喂牛羊的青草,一边追逐嬉闹,欢声笑语在田里苗间穿梭传扬。有时一个人站在田坎上,默默地看着长势茂盛的麦苗,好像看到了许多白花花的馒头。微风吹来,闭了眼深深吸口气,仿佛能嗅到一丝丝的甜味,一种出自 As the wheat fields approached their hometown, we saw that the weak and sparse wheat seedlings in the wheat fields in the mountains were swinging in the wind. My heart was inexplicably sad ... Many scenes of childhood flash in my brain: small groups and small dogs carrying Back 篼, in the ridge on the side looking for and fight for the grass can be used to feed cattle and sheep, while chasing frolic, laughter in the field sprouting shuttle spread. Sometimes a person standing on the ridge, silently watching the flourishing wheat seedlings, as if to see many white bread. Breeze, eyes closed deep breath, as if to smell the slightest sweetness, one from