太阳落山了,农家宅院响起锅碗瓢盆的碰撞声,火苗在崭新的秸秆燃气灶具上欢快地跳动着,锅里烹饪的菜肴香气扑鼻。入夜,暮色为远山笼上一层轻纱。村上的路灯点亮了,夜晚不再是漆黑一片。在民营企业打工的女工下了晚班,走在亮堂堂的柏油马路上,脚步变得踏实了。柔和的灯光将村庄烘托得幸福祥和。老人们 The sun sets, farm house sounded pots and pans crashed, the flame in the new straw gas stove beating joyfully, pan cooking dishes aroma. At night, the twilight is a veil on the distant cages. Murakami lights lit, the night is no longer dark. The women workers working in private enterprises went to work late and walked on the bright tarmac, and the pace became solid. The soft light of the village contrast happiness and harmony. The elderly