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油菜花月光三十里。站在五月初的田埂翘首回望,那一片环绕垛田的水什么时候软了?从哪一刻开始,那连成一片的圩子里的泥土隐隐发亮?从小生长在乡村平原,我从来没注意过那些四月里盛开的油菜花是在什么时候落尽的。那沿着狭窄的田埂匆匆跑过的羊群,那顺着清冽的河水嘎嘎叫唤的鹅群。月光三十里,谁能说得准季节的表情,说得出每一朵花的来历和去处?但我能够肯定,那些花朵的凋谢只能是在暮春的某一段月光下,而不是落在那四月的某一场急迫的雨水中。
Rape flowers thirty moonlight. Standing in the early May Tian field eagerly look back, that a piece of water around the battlefield when soft? From the moment, even into the piece of earth in the dirt faint? Growing up in the rural plains, I never Notice when the rape blooms in April are done. The flock that had been hurried along narrow fields, the gnats swarming along the clear waters. Moonlight Thirty years, who can say the quasi-seasonal expression, that each flower’s origin and place? But I can be sure that the withered flowers that can only be in the late spring a period of moonlight, rather than fall on It was a raining storm in April.