一泥土是有生命的,泥土之上的植物是有语言的,在很多年前,我怀念这段往事,许多蜜蜂从蜂箱里飞出,带着纱罩的养蜂人忙碌着翻动养蜂箱,蜜蜂从蜂箱里拥出,却很少蛰养蜂人,我们一群孩子被养蜂人赶到远远的地方。这种场景在许多年过后仍然记忆犹新。记得在我十几岁那年,泉子沟每年夏天就会有南方的养蜂人来采蜜,那会儿父辈们栽种大量的菜籽,秋末丰收后,冬季就可以换取大量的麻油了,麻油在缺少猪肉和调料的农村,可以算得上是上好的调料,所以农民种菜籽在那个年代是必须有的植物,有了菜籽便有大片的油菜花铺满汾河 Many years ago, I miss the past. Many bees flew out from the beehives and the beekeepers with the gauze yarns were busy rolling the beehives. Bees swarmed from beehives, but seldom stung beekeepers, and a group of our children were beekeepers rushed to far-off places. This scene still remembers many years later. I remember that in my teens, Quzi ditch each summer there will be beekeepers in the South to honey, and then fathers planted a lot of rapeseed, late autumn harvest, the winter can exchange a lot of sesame oil, sesame oil In the absence of pork and seasoning in rural areas, can be regarded as a good seasoning, so the farmers grow rapeseed in that era is a must have plants, there are rapeseed rape covered with large Fenhe