走进乡村,在农家小院、田头河畔,常常会碰上一些头戴草帽、皱纹深深的庄稼人,他们或漫步在窄窄的小巷里看家护院,或行走在坑洼的田埂上守望庄稼,很难看到生龙活虎、血气方刚的年轻人。于是我们望着那些灰头土面、粗布蓝衫的庄稼人,心里总是亲切地招呼一声:“稻草人。”年轻人大 Into the village, in the farmhouse, Tian River, often run into some wearing straw hat, deep wrinkles of farmers who walk in the narrow alley or guard house, or walking in the potholes Looked at crops, it is difficult to see a lively, energetic young man. So we looked at those depressed, rough blue shirt of the crop, my heart always cordially say hello: “Scarecrow.” Young people big