The 1980's, in the village many people start working out, my parents still clinging to land, with the lamb, and stopped work at sunset, facing the loess back the god, night and day, injected the autumn harvest. Year after year, autumn wind blow white parents temples, years of their mark on his face, as if or soon, the parents have already arrived GuXiZhiNian, still sentimentally attached to the ground beneath their feet in a harvest, rice paddies, cut out a trench the ditch clay pieces pour out to put up, grilled flat son quantity of fine after playing pool, knock while stage of rainwater planted the seeds, rapeseed in cover grass dung of pond inside dozen roll, after a week, the , in the sun east, west to see see, this bomb.chou Chou season is parents most busy time, like to look after the baby, as in a Zha rapeseed long between high to excess rape, a pond only left three tree seedlings, an acre of slender TianDeHua to a week of rapeseed time to finish, between older parents, in the field of work of a long time, unavoidably waist sour backache, they took it taboret, sat on the bench rapeseed, body between bend bow, wearing a straw hat, with the hand in a pond a pond to busy and the sun be warm in the body, the wind as the zheng big eyes and struggled to uncover the brim, look at the parents forehead sweat. HanDi soils, can change the golden canola. A porridge one rice when her hard-won, half silk half wisp of constant reading material difficult. After redundant rape, among them again poured fertilizer water, bug buffet potions, when a rebirth is basically end. Then by the frost of rapeseed growing more and more good cold, more long more high. At breakfast, father likes to carry a hand to rape field, looking to see by frost bend under the head of rape, father is always a face of sunshine, frost, the greater the rapeseed growing better, "good harest", we here in winter snow, frost is the coldest season, can say "good" BaiZhao frost.
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