一现在,初秋的风正从田野穿过来,钻入我单薄的裤管,眼前是一片即将成熟的玉米,青翠茂盛,被风拉扯得唰唰地响。而吸引我的是另一种声音,在不远处的田坎外,有一片蒿草蓠蓠的陡坡,坡上的乱石间栽着一片果树,称油食子(书名软枣),高大的树身上枝杈交错,叶子在风的挑逗下摇晃的声音格外动听。叶子间淡棕色的小果子还未完全成熟,它 Now, the wind of the early autumn is coming in from the fields, drilling into my thin panty tube, in front of a mature corn, lush and lush, rattled by the wind. And I was attracted to another voice, not far in the ridge outside, there is a steep slopes of humilis, slopes of the rocks planted between a fruit tree, called oil-eaten (title soft dates), tall Twigs staggered in the tree, the leaves swaying in the tease of the wind was particularly impressive. Small brownish little fruit between leaves has not fully matured yet