写作,心灵的探索自从离开学校,我便成了一个农民,意味着接过父亲的锄头在地里劳作将是我一贯的生活。我去地里锄草,收割小麦掰玉米,还要到果园里摘苹果。在枯燥而乏味的劳作中,我的心变得异常敏感。身体的劳累却不能阻止我的思考。秋天,果实成熟时,我时常在果园里一边干活一边听风在树林间流窜,吹得树叶沙沙做响,还有许多草虫在低吟浅唱。灰白色的天空时不时有几只鸟儿掠过,田野空旷而苍凉,我的心里布满淡淡的忧伤。一旦这种生活被定格,同泥土的纠结或许会成为我一生的命运。年轻的生命更需要一次远游,一种激情 Writing, soul exploration Since I left school, I became a farmer, meaning taking my father’s hoe working in the field would be my usual life. I went to the ground to weed grass, wheat harvest wheat breaking off, but also to the apple orchard picking. In boring and boring labor, my heart becomes unusually sensitive. Physical exertion can not stop my thinking. Autumn, the fruit is ripe, I often work in the orchard while listening to the wind flew in the woods, blowing rustling leaves, there are many insects singing softly. Gray sky from time to time there are a few birds passing, open and desolate fields, my heart filled with a touch of sadness. Once this life is frozen, the tangle with the soil may be the fate of my life. Young life needs more travel, a passion