女人们排成一行,出现在荒地边山坡下相思林里的小路上面。太阳还没有出来,天气雾蒙蒙的。她们的身影起先还是在林间雾气中移动着。可以听见她们在轻声地谈笑、咳嗽、打呵欠、哼着小曲。露珠在枝叶上不断地滴落下来,打在她们戴的斗笠上,噗噗作响。最前面的是一个上了年纪的老妇人,她大概有近六十岁了吧,被太阳曝晒和海风吹拂 The women lined up in the path of Acacia under the slopes of the wasteland. The sun has not come out, the weather foggy. At first they moved in the fog between the trees. You can hear them laughing softly, coughing, yawning, humming the song. Dew drops on the branches and leaves constantly falling, hit the hat they wear, puff sound. At the forefront is an elderly woman who is nearly sixty years old, exposed to the sun and the sea breeze