很圆的月亮。回家的小路清晰可见,以至于路边田地的麦穗流露出成熟。我知道,大哥所谓的“大战红五月”已经到来。该回家看看大哥了。二三个月不见,也不晓得他生活得怎样。小麦颗粒饱满吗?旱育秧成功吗?那头小牛犊是否可以耕地耙田?那把挂锁告诉我,大哥还是早出晚归。时针悄悄滑向22点,学生下晚自习的钟声早已响起,城里人早已进入梦乡。我鼻子一酸,真的想哭。难道城 Very round moon. The path of the home is clearly visible, so that the ears of the roadside field show their maturity. I know, the so-called big brother “war red May” has come. The home to see the big brother. Not seen in two or three months, do not know how he lived. Is it full of wheat grains? Is it successful in dry nursery? Can the calf harrow the land? The padlock told me that the older brother is still out early and late. Slowly slide the hour hand to 22 o’clock, the students next night self-study bell has sounded, the city has long gone to sleep. My nose is sour, really want to cry. Is it city?