那一垛码得整整齐齐的稻草被人遗忘了,堆在田埂上,像一只浇了水后被丢在堤岸上的桶。收完了稻谷,那堆在田里的捆捆稻草就被人们拖回家去,用来垫栏或者喂牛,灶里的湿柴燃不着时,也会抽一把塞进去,然后哄的一声蹿出火苗——但是这一垛稻草却被人们遗忘在田埂上了。或许是一板车装不下了,那板车上的稻草已经装得像一座山。人们预备着过几日再来将这些稻草挑回去。但是那块田已耕好,油菜 The stack of well-proportioned straw was forgotten, piled on the fields, like a barrel thrown on the bank after it had been poured. Closing the paddy, the piles of straw bales in the fields were dragged back to home, used to pad the bar or feed cattle, when the wet wood in the stove could not burn it, it would be pumped into it and then coaxed As soon as the fire flames - but the pile of straw has been forgotten in the fields on it. Perhaps a car can not fit, the straw on the car has been loaded like a mountain. A few days later people are ready to pick these straw back. But that field has been plowed, rape