1早晨的雾有些暧昧。村落若隐若现,古树模模糊糊,就连公路上的人影也显得鬼鬼祟祟,一看就觉得要发生故事。事实上,故事说来就来了。最先发现这稀奇事的是一个叫福贵的老汉。福贵老汉和往常一样,喜欢早起。福贵老汉起来后,不可能像城里人一样跑步做操划拉太极拳,他起来第一件事就是抱着膀子,到自家田里地里转转,听听蛙鸣,听听鸟叫,听听自 A morning fog some ambiguous. The village looming, the old trees vague, and even the silhouette of the road seems sneaky, a look that would like to happen story. In fact, the story is coming. The first thing I discovered was a blessing old man. Fu expensive old man, as usual, like to get up early. Fu expensive old man up, it is impossible to run as a city like running lazy Taijiquan, the first thing he is holding his arms, to the fields in their own fields, listen to frogs, listen to birds, Listen to yourself