绝版的乡愁麦子,被热风宠坏。孤独的金黄,是向日葵的小镇。一只斑鸠,衔着乡愁,在屋顶鸣叫。我退守植物内部,看故乡一点一点,走远。今夜,星辰落下,我洗净双目等待。黑暗,再一次背对故乡。父亲,仍在麦田中间,囤积汗水和热,来交换时光与孤独。成熟的思想,如麦芒。刺在故乡的云朵上。 Out of print nostalgic wheat, spoiled by hot air. Lonely golden, is a small town of sunflowers. A dove, with nostalgia, tweets on the roof. I retreat plant interior, see the little bit of hometown, go far. Tonight, the stars fall, I wash my eyes waiting. Dark, once again back home. Father, still in the midst of the wheat fields, hoard sweat and heat to exchange time and loneliness. Mature thought, such as wheatgrass. Thorn in the clouds of the hometown.