午后,阳光洒在田野上,也透过稀疏的常青叶子,碎碎地浇在我脸上。身后,是青涩的麦田,在它们生命最重要的季节,发出了深邃的绿,驱走我身上热辣的阳光。晚——饭——花,舌尖的三个跳跃,构成了清脆的铃响,连嘴上都含有轻逸的微笑了。据说,这种花在晚 Afternoon, the sun sprinkled in the fields, but also through the sparse leaves of evergreen, broken ground poured in my face. Behind it is the green wheat field, which sends a deep green in the most important season of their life, driving away the hot sunshine from me. Evening - meal - flowers, the tongue of the three jumps, forming a crisp bell, even the mouth with a light smile. It is said that this spent late