一次下乡,正值冬日。淡淡的冬阳倾洒了整个村庄,冷清里透出缕缕安详的柔和。一家农户门前,几位大娘大伯模样的人围了一堆燃烧的玉米秆儿,在烧火说笑。随着不断添加的玉米秆儿,黄黄的火焰时升时降,大娘大伯无忌开怀地聊天,谈农时、说农家趣事,纯朴的家常话朗朗飞扬……在静静的冬日里,不为什么急急奔波,不为什么抑郁愁苦,尽情享用生命的平静与安详。我们匆匆而过。老人们享受生命的悠然开朗,一霎那触动了我,那个充盈冬日阳 Go to the countryside once, in winter. A touch of winter sun pouring the entire village, deserted and revealing plume of serene soft. In front of a peasant family, a few aunt-uncle looks around a pile of burning corn stalks, joking in the fire. With the constant addition of corn stalks, the yellow flame rises and falls, aunt joke chatting happily, talking about farming, that the farm interesting, straightforward home-based talk ... ... in the quiet winter, why not Rush rush, not depressed why not worry, enjoy the calm and serenity of life. We passed in a hurry Elderly people enjoy the leisurely and cheerful life, an instant that touched me, that full winter sun