在大自然的怀抱里,几亩薄田,一方风吹皱的木窗,抑或一泓山泉,便是命田村人的全部。命田村是石头的故乡,一山一山的石头犬牙交错,一大堆一大堆的石头拥抱嵯峨,横卧于河床、山谷、土坡、峰巅,以其深邃和高远的目光,静穆得像一段时光坦荡的胸怀。它们又都是坚硬的,从身体里流溢出健康而古朴的色泽,像古铜色皮肤的人的灵魂,粗犷而美丽。小时候,我时常站在青黛饱满的山梁上,看斑斓的天,崭新如洗过的一江资水里的鹅卵石。而一片云一阵风所孕育的明亮和单纯,在秋天里,乃至 In the embrace of nature, a few acres of thin field, a wind and wrinkled wooden windows, or a Hong spring, is life Tamura all. Life Tamura is the hometown of stones, mountains and mountains of stone intertwined, a lot of a pile of stones embracing Saga, lying on the riverbed, valleys, slopes, peaks, with its deep and lofty eyes, quiet like a Time magnanimous mind. They are also hard, from the body overflowing healthy and simple colors, like the souls of bronzed skin, rough and beautiful. When I was young, I often stood on the mountain ridge full of youthful and indignant flowers, looking at the gorgeous sky and the new pebbles in the water of a river that was washed. And a gust of wind breeds bright and simple, in the fall, and even