“哥哥,来人啦!”听到弟弟的低声呼喊,我马上停止了行动,屏住呼吸,如一根木头似的立在玉米地中。咋回事呢?原来我正在掰玉米,不过是别人家的。上午,我和弟弟在村头玩耍,弟弟说他想吃烤玉米。看了看四周无人,我就让弟弟给我放风,自己“哧溜”一下钻进玉米地。一个个鼓鼓的玉米棒子穿着绿外套,戴着红缨帽,真惹人喜爱。我拨开一条缝,用指甲掐了掐乳黄的玉米粒儿,一兜鲜嫩的汁水!我二话不说,“刷刷”接连掰了两穗。这时,弟弟发出了警报:“有人来了。”我赶紧停了下来。玉米地里静悄悄的,显得异常闷热。我的心“扑通、扑 ”Brother, come!“ Hear his brother whispered, I immediately stopped the action, hold your breath, like a piece of wood standing in the corn field. What happened? I was breaking the corn, but someone else’s home. In the morning, my brother and I play in the village, my brother said he wants to eat roasted corn. Looked around no one, I let my brother give me a breeze, their ”slipped “ about drilling into the cornfield. One bulging corn cob wearing a green jacket, wearing a red cap, really lovable. I set aside a crack, pinch the nail with pinch yellow milk corn particles children, a fresh juice juice! I am apart from anything else, ”brush “ after another breaking the two ears. At this time, my brother sent an alert: ”Someone came. “ I stopped quickly. Quietly in the cornfield, it seems unusually hot. My heart ”thump, flutter