Standing on the top of the pond again and looking inside, you will find that it is not very deep, the rice extending from the farmland is flat and overgrown here, it is estimated that it will not take a few years, and this place will be like the big pond behind the second uncle's house before, and there will be no height difference between it and the surrounding farmland.

Perhaps in the next era, when his children look for the footprints of their fathers, when they stand on the stalks of the few acres of land that still belong to them, and look around, they will no longer see any houses in the way.

This is a paradise-like world of rice fields under the blue sky and white clouds, and the vast can be seen far along the flat land, but there is no ancestral house, and the first people who grew up here may have already been at that time. Die. There was no place for them to stay longer than for the night, and they had to leave early before dark.

It's like he went to the outskirts of the city to see a rape flower blooming all over the mountains, and after reading it, he returned to his small home in the city again.

There are quite a few on the right side of the road on the edge of the big pond. Jade. Rice. The stalks are scattered in it, the main body of the stalks is still green and green, but the parts where the corn has been removed have dried up. Hair. Yellow., casually hanging downward.

There was also a large pile of miscanthus in front of him, growing densely together, the highest point was a few points taller than his whole person, blocking his view, and only a row of trees in the distance could be seen through its tiny gaps.

On the left side of the road towards the trail, there are all kinds of unknown wildflowers and multiplicity of . Deep. Colored, wild, grass, scattered in the ground one or twenty centimeters above the ground.

When Xu Tiantian walked in front, he complained listlessly: "I must have been tanned here today, it was all caused by you." ”

As her words reached her ears, there were also the sound of magpies and grasshoppers in the cornfield not far away, the gusts of wind. Tide. Scraped over the rice stalks in groups of chips. Wow. Wow. And up.

Childhood is carefree, when you live in this boundless wilderness.

It was a July evening, and the sunset hung behind him in the clouds that covered the sky. All over the sky.

As soon as Zhu Jia and Hailang got out of school, they rushed out of the primary school on the Wanggang side with a group of classmates, and walked more than 300 meters before they reached the main road, when they saw the small bridge that had no height difference from the ground.

Walking across this small bridge, all the way to the small village of the family on this dirt road, basically only a group of their friends from Zhuzhuang remained, when the wind passed by the rice field, a wheat ear was lowered, and the sound of 'whirring' in the ears did not stop.

Fifty meters ahead, Zhu Yi and Zhu Hongfeng ran very fast, and they didn't wait for their group of young people to be half a year old.

The wind was really strong, and even the words that had just been uttered felt like they were being blown away from behind.

"Ahh The waves shouted into the air, the childish sound of childhood. Quiet. Quiet. of the spread to the distance.

"It's a holiday, it's finally a holiday." He and Hailang were carrying a small schoolbag on their backs, running carefree, and he deliberately went to. Grass. Walk in more places, and you can also dip it. Above. Face. Brought up. Dew., water.

"Just let the autumn breeze take away my thoughts" Sea. Waves., hum. From the lyrics, the wind blew the hair back of both of us, and the sun was not hot at this time, and the temperature was just right. Clear. Cool and very comfortable. The feeling of fit.

He couldn't hear it clearly, and he felt that there was no one to restrain him at this time.

He hummed the lyrics several times, and his voice was sometimes low, anyway the sea. Wave. When he was singing, he was very happy.

Qingtang is on the left hand side of the two people, and in the rice field next to him, there are some in the jade field. Rice. of the earth. Woman. Female, when she saw this group of children on the way out of class, her face was also a lot easier with her smile at this moment, and the straw hat was put on by her again, and soon buried it again. Jade. Rice. There was no shadow in the ground.

He wanted to hurry up, and wanted to tell his father that he had been in the top ten of his class, had won a certificate, and had walked this dirt road to the vertical dirt road in front of the village, closer to the farmland at the west end of the village, where his father and the other young people in the village pulled a thick rope to pull up a pole of wires.

Zhu Jia watched from the side for a while, and when his father was idle, he frowned and shouted to him: "Hurry up and go back with the waves, it's dangerous here." ”

There are also a lot of tiles on the ground for fixing wires, and I used to hear adults say that this is very useful, so he likes to pick up this thing under the wires in the field with a group of friends.