一村庄很安静,我小时的那种热闹似已成前朝往事。那时小孩多,小鸡多,小狗小猪都很多。一出家门就会遇到玩伴,一小会儿我们就会凑成一小帮儿,玩什么游戏不都缺人手。我长大后当了兵,而在那些黄昏中的游戏里,我已经多少次地当了兵啊!把村路走了大半,我还没有看到一个人。只在村口遇到一只褪毛的老横在路中央,它吃力地抬头,睁开满是眵目糊的狗眼看了我一下,随即又躺下了。它无力朝来人吠叫了——表达它的欢迎或拒绝。它老了,可能很快会死在村庄的某个角落,化 A village is quiet, I am the kind of lively like hours have become past events. At that time more children, chicks, puppies and pigs are many. Will encounter a playmate out of the house, a little while we will make up a small help children, playing what the game is not lack of hands. When I grew up, I became a soldier, and in those twilight games, how many times I have been a soldier! Most of the village road gone, I have not seen a person. Only encountered in the village of a faded old cross in the middle of the road, it struggling to look up, opened his eyes full of paste dog eyes looked at me, and then lay down again. It can not afford to bark it - to express its welcome or rejection. It is old and may soon die in some corner of the village