一我在乡村生活的童年少年时代,出门就是梯田,抬脚就是田埂,打个喷嚏都会吓着田里的鱼,梯田跟人们太近太近了,却从来没人想过,有一天梯田会举世瞩目。我的出生日期,正是梯田发绿的五月间。靠梯田吃饭的人们,人人的身子苦累成梯田弯曲的形象,日子仍然像缝缝补补的背稻谷的麻袋。去田里栽秧的一天吧,我出生了。家里下锅的米到了拿颗粒数的窘境。母亲的乳汁,胡乱流出些营养,我却铁铁扎扎的长肉。某家生了儿子!咳一声嗽所有人都听得见的小小村子,牙齿缝夹韭菜丝般细小的事,也是几天下饭的话题。母亲闲了一段时间的身骨后,把我领出村外的第一件事,是抓 One of my childhood youth in rural areas, go out is the terraced fields, raised his feet is Tian 埂, sneezing will frighten the fish in the fields, terraces with people too close, but no one ever thought, one day terraced World-renowned. My date of birth is the terraced green in May. The people who eat on the terraces all suffer from the tortuous image of the terraced fields. The days are still like the sacks of back paddy which have been made up of seams. Let’s go to the field to plant the day, I was born. The pot of rice at home to get the grain number of dilemma. Mother’s milk, some nutrition out of random, but I have long iron meat Zaza. A son gave birth to a cough cough heard all the little village, teeth sewn leeks small thing, but also a few days of rice topic. After my mother had spent some time in her body, she took me out of the village for the first thing she caught