龟裂的土地,飞扬的尘土。烈日像一个大火球在头顶咆哮,失水的树叶无精打采地在蒸汽般的空气里哆嗦,小草因为得不到雨水补给而气息奄奄。飘零的落叶,绵绵的阴雨。天地间弥漫一种收割后的平静,千千净净的田野里只剩下泛黄的稻桩,微风吹皱一池清水,农人悠闲地从田边走过。 Cracked land, flying dust. The scorching sun roars over the scorching sun like a big fireball, the slouching leaves sluggishly in the steamy air, the grass dying for lack of rainwater replenishment. Falling leaves, rainy days. Between the world filled with a quiet after harvest, thousands of clean field only yellow rice paddies, breeze blowing a pool of water, the farmer leisurely walked from the fields.