半山腰那片凹凸的田地,长着稀稀疏疏的禾黍。一条许久未踏的山路,尽管多生了些杂草,但并没有使我感到陌生。眼下,秋风吹过禾黍之地,岁月依旧。一群斑鸠和麻雀,时常会飞下来啄食;偶然,也遇到一只觅食的老鼠,但它不是田鼠。几年前,这里还是我魂牵梦绕的家。那时庭院很大,除了住人的几间红瓦房,还有做饭的平房,有大门过道,有羊圈,有鸡窝,有狗窝。唯独没有鸭窝,只因它不怕下雨。南墙边还有两株葡萄树,等不到秋风来,等不到它 Midsection of a piece of rugged fields, sparsely grown with millet. A long way not to ride the mountain, despite the birth of some weeds, but did not make me feel strange. Right now, autumn wind blowing millet, the years still. A group of turtledoves and sparrows often fly down to peck; by chance, they encounter a foraging mouse, but it is not a vole. A few years ago, here is still my dream home. At that time the courtyard is very large, in addition to living in a few red tile-roofed houses, as well as cooking bungalows, aisle, a sheepfold, a chicken coop, a kennel. Only no duck nest, because it is not afraid of the rain. There are two grapevines south of the wall, can not wait autumn wind, can not wait for it