家乡有很多柠檬树。每到柠檬飘香的季节,阿公都会抽着他那个水烟筒,眯着眼谈起阿明。家乡以前很贫困,是民族聚居地,乡亲们以种粮食和西瓜为生,但由于不懂经济,收入总是很低,有时竟收不抵支。就在那年,阿明来乡里当上了信用社主任,他风里来雨里去,走乡串寨,从远方请来农科人员,了解到了家乡的气候和土壤很适合种柠檬。阿公和乡亲们不愿意种,阿公说,我们世代只种粮食,没种过别的。阿明坐在家里火塘边,抽着阿公的水烟筒,和 Hometown has a lot of lemon trees. Every lemon fragrance season, Grandpa will be smoking his hookah, squint said Amin. In the past, my hometown was very poor and was a settlement of ethnic groups. My villagers lived for food and watermelon. However, because they do not understand the economy, their incomes are always low, and sometimes they can not meet their needs. That year, Amin to the township became the director of the credit cooperatives, he came to the wind in the rain, go string village, invited farmer from afar, learned that the home climate and soil is suitable for species of lemon. Grandpa and folks are unwilling to plant. Grandfather said that we have only grown grain for the rest of our lives and have never planted anything else. Amin sitting at home by the fire pond, smoking the hookah, and