论文部分内容阅读
那是一个普通的小村庄。一入秋,村庄便被金黄淹没了,犹如一个藏于田垄间的玉米穗子,透着饱满和成熟。正是中午时分,几缕炊烟从一方方院落中慵懒地升腾上来,似一支短笛悠悠地吹奏着秋天的闲静。鸟们从玉米栈子上疾驰而过,留下一道令人玩味的黑色弧线。村南有汪池塘,水光潋
That is an ordinary small village. As soon as the autumn came, the village was submerged in golden color, like a corn ear hidden in a ridge, showing fullness and maturity. It is noon, a few wisps of smoke rise lazily from one side of the courtyard up, like a flute playing quietly autumn. The birds gallop from the corn stack, leaving an interesting black arc. Village south Wang ponds, water 潋