初秋,一家人颠簸在远游的山间道路上。沿途望去,早已过了“梅子金黄杏子肥,麦花雪白菜花稀”的繁茂时节,一片片错落的梯田里,到处都是整齐竖立的麦垛子,呼吸间,蔓延着一种田野成熟的气息。望不尽的群山绵延,走不完的山路蜿蜒。突然,眼前豁然开朗,山脚下一大片翠绿的瓜田,鲜活美味的西瓜一个个静静地卧在沙砾遍布的瓜地里。 Early autumn, a family bumpy mountain road in the far. Along the way, long past “plum golden apricot fertilizer, wheat flower snow cabbage thinning,” the lush season, a patch of terraced fields, everywhere neatly erected wheat stack, breathing, spread a field of ripe The breath Looking endless mountains rolling endless winding mountain road. Suddenly, suddenly in front of a large mountain at the foot of the green melon fields, fresh and delicious watermelon one by one quietly lying in the gravel throughout the melon.