这个秋天,我静静地伫立在默默无闻的村庄肥沃的土地上,迎面吹来凉爽的风,使我头清眼亮。这个秋天,父亲的话如同一箭深深射中了我的心。父亲说起这个秋天,说起他一个人用了十来天收获谷子,说起新米清香可口,说起时间过得好快好快……我感受到父亲叹了口气,感慨万端地说自己老了 This fall, I stood silently in the fertile land of the village where I was unfathomable. I was greeted with a cool wind on my face and made my head clear. This fall, my father’s words hit my heart as deep as the same arrow. The father talked about this autumn and talked about how he had harvested millet for ten days. He talked about the freshness and deliciousness of the new rice. He talked about how fast the time flies. I felt my father sigh and said with emotion that he was old. The