曹民右手把镰刀往稻田里一插,伸腰,左手用力一掀头顶的草帽,任它挂在脑后,昂头。他想看看太阳离落山还有多远,汗水却蒙住了眼睛,他顾不得两手衣袖上都是泥水,就抬起手臂擦拭眼睛周围。泥水把他晒得通红的脸涂成了大花脸。太阳离河对岸的山顶还有丈把高。他有点失望,心想,天黑尚早,去街上看小君更早,就把挂在脑后的草帽取下来当扇子用,嘴里还呼嗬呼嗬地喘气。 Cao Min right hand sickle to the paddy in a plug, stretch, left hand forced a hat lift the head, let it hang in the back of the head, Angtou. He wanted to see how far the sun was off the mountain, sweat was blindfolded, he refused to take both hands and sleeves are muddy water, he raised his arm to wipe around the eyes. The muddy water painted his tanned face into a big face. The other side of the sun on the other side of the river is still high. He was a bit disappointed, thinking that it was too early to go dark. When he went to the street and saw Xiaojun earlier, he took the straw hat behind him and took it away when the fan used his mouth and panting.