站在村口的场走进一座村庄,首先迎接的便是柴垛林立、碌碡相望的场。在我的意识里,场就如一位母亲,站在每一个村口,守望着自己孩子的归来。故乡地处秦岭山脚下,而我家就在村南头,屋门一开便是村里的场。一家挨着一家,或大或小的场便连出一片风景,展示着家境的殷实或拮据。场里是绿树萦绕鸡鸣狗吠的村庄,场外是一眼望不到边的田野。记忆中,场是被立夏的第一场雨唤醒的。迎着雨 Standing in the field of the village walked into a village, the first is to meet the firewood stacked everywhere, Lu common ground. In my mind, the field is like a mother standing at every entrance to the village watching the return of her children. Hometown is located at the foot of the Qinling Mountains, and my home in the village south, the door opened the village is the field. A house next to a large or small field will be connected with a landscape, showing the family well or tight. The field is surrounded by green trees barking the village, the field is a field beyond sight. In memory, the field was awakened by the first rain of the beginning of summer. Against the rain