一场凛冽的寒风吹过,冬季便降临在村庄里。农家的日子开始厚实起来,村庄立即变得清瘦了。小河像一条青色的彩带静静地铺在村旁,枝杈此时也露出了峥嵘,村道似乎也变得更加宽敞,幽幽的乡村小道一眼望尽了头。人们见了面也只是匆匆地打个招呼,留守的孩子们虽被冻得鼻子发红、流着清涕,但仍满村地跑着。狗似乎也没了叫的兴致,只是懒洋洋地在铺了草的窝里打瞌睡,偶尔听到响声便竖起耳朵,声响消失后又把头埋进草垫里。此时农家里的那只老猫正躺在阳台上惬意地享受着冬日阳光的抚摸,睡 A cold wind blows, and winter falls in the village. Farm days began to thicken, the village immediately became thinner. Small river like a blue ribbon quietly shop in the village, twigs at this time also revealed towering, Village Road seems to have become more spacious, faint country trails at a glance. People only greeted me in a hurry. The left-behind children were reddened and runny with tears, but they were still running through the village. The dog did not seem to be excited, just lazily snoozing in a grassy nest, occasionally hearing the sound, raising his ear and silently burying his head in the straw mat. At that moment, the old cat in the farmhouse is lying comfortably on the balcony enjoying the winter sun’s touch and sleeping