一下午,学生一走,小学校就空了,在这空里灌了满满的静,小学校在静里悠然躺卧,微微侧转,聆听四周滴落的几声鸟鸣和缓缓游动的风声。柳泉站在房檐下,仰头望着西边的天空,天空里浮着几朵轻软的白云,夕阳在高高的柳树一侧悬挂着,撒落下来的光线一点一点地温软下去,像无数小手,轻挠他的脸,也挠动了他心底隐秘的甜蜜。倒垂下来的柳枝在微风里轻轻晃着,悠然,恬淡,影子投在围墙的瓦片上,好像要拂去它上面的灰尘。学校在德胜村的南边,安静地趴在一个缓坡上,学校后是一片旱地,因为土层薄而干燥,每年的小麦 In the afternoon, as soon as the students left, the primary school was empty. In the empty place, there was full of quiet. The primary school was lying quietly and quietly in the air, slightly turning around and listening to the sound of several birdsongs drifting and slowly swimming around. Willow standing under the eaves, looking up at the sky west, floating in the sky a few soft white clouds, the sunset hanging in the side of the tall willow trees, scattered light down a little bit softly down, Like countless small hands, light scratching his face, but also toe the secret sweet secret of his heart. Willow hanging down gently in the breeze gently waving, leisurely, tranquil, shadow cast on the wall of the tile, as if to dust the dust on it. School in Desheng village to the south, quietly lying on a gentle slope, the school is a dry land, because the soil is thin and dry, the annual wheat