I was working, and at this time, the wind was blowing and I felt very comfortable.

The wind in the wild brings coolness and plumpness to people. Nothing is more mature and desolate than the autumn wind.

Who, if you have lying in the autumn fields, listened carefully and observed carefully, you will find that the autumn wind is sound, colored, and tangible.

The breeze blew, as if the lover was murmuring, the fine grass on the ground was swinging shyly, was it telling the heart rhythm, or was it swaying the banging heart?

The transparent hairspring is also floating, stretching long, but the red silk thread that ties the couple?

Sometimes it is too weak, so weak that it can only feel the flow of air, making it hard to believe that it would be this almost sighing wind that soaks autumn.

However, the wind can also grow, like a human! The leaves sway, and the falling leaves drifted far away with the wind, like light dreams, and the dreams are also conveying the message of the season.

A magpie stood on the branch by the roadside, with its wings slammed for a few times, and finally stabilized its body. Its body danced with the trembling branches. The wind was on the magpie, dancing its ballet.

The autumn wind exudes a mature color, but its color will also change.

When the wind blows on the millet, the ears of grain will appear a golden color.

When blown onto the sorghum, the sorghum turns into a thick crimson red.

The wind blew all over the fruit trees in the mountains, and the fruits became the girl's red cheeks, making people greedy for appreciation and greed for food.

The wind blows on the vast green space and on the distant grass slopes, and it creates an infinite decline and desolation.

The wind chases the white clouds in the sky, and the white clouds turn into a soft milky white, disappearing in the summer. The surging momentum of the black clouds pressing down on the top has become a kind of distant and leisurely, making people feel an unforgivable feeling of yearning.

The wind blows on the faces of rural men and becomes a healthy bronze color, with a simplicity, heaviness and vicissitudes in the color.

The wind keeps changing its colors, making the world colorful and colorful.

In the fields, sometimes a gust of wind suddenly arises. It gradually blows, rotates, and twists, and finally forms a "torna", which the country people affectionately call "Longquan Feng".

The "longquan wind" rises, rolling up the dead branches and leaves on the ground. Flying in the air, like thousands of butterflies dancing, it is so beautiful.

It is said that the "Longquan Feng" is formed by the Dragon King traveling to the ground. Therefore, if you encounter "Longquan Feng", rural people will quickly spit and splash water at the center of the Spring Wind, saying that the Dragon King is thirsty. If you drink enough water, the Spring Wind will naturally disappear.

Sun Gang has always been surprised since he was a child: Will the Dragon King also cause thirst?

I remember one time. The "Longquan Wind" was blowing very hard, with dim dust and broken paper leaves surging in the air.

Suddenly, someone saw a yellow dragon rolling up and down in the center of the whirlwind, shaking its head and tail.

Everyone who watched was shocked, and then there was a sound of cheers and everyone thought they had seen the real dragon.

However, the whirlwind gradually became smaller, and the "yellow dragon" floated down, and everyone ran around: it turned out to be just some dead leaves. When the whirlwind passed, they took them to the sky.

This whirlwind blew a bubble of hope and made a big joke with the rural people. However, it was also very interesting.

The wind in the fields is blowing and flying like this. I don’t know how many generations and centuries have passed, but it will still blow, it will not remember, it only knows how to do it; what knows how to remember is people, and people are in memory. They know the "wind" to do it.

Sun Gang "raided" for a while and then sat on the ridge to rest. He accidentally discovered that his uncle had left over rice dumplings on the ground after eating, and even saw some ants gathered around the rice dumplings for food.

I have eaten the rice and am harvesting crops in the field.

Although life has become a big deal, rural people still retain their usual habit: during the busy harvest season, they should bring their meals to the fields to eat.

Sometimes, you will see one or two dogs lying on the ground, and a few young children are playing in the fields. The ancient style of painting, "Old couple, young couple, holding the child, leading the dog". It is still preserved in the countryside.

Sun Gang thought that as long as the land was still yellow and the land was still planted, this simple picture would still exist, and might become less and less dimmer, but the afterglow would still exist, like music surrounding the beams, with endless sounds.

The weather is now that one foot has stepped into the threshold of autumn, and the other foot is still trapped in the enthusiasm of summer and cannot escape. It is wandering between summer and autumn.

In the morning, autumn frost seemed to have faintly appeared on the grass leaves on the roadside. The road that has been extending forward will one day be covered with the quiet beauty of the fallen leaves. It is less lively and more calm, the distance between boldness and maturity and stability.

As soon as noon, the sun can still turn into a fireball, making people complain. But at night, the moonlight is accompanied by a light breeze, flowing like water, flowing, soothing the burns over and over again.

The cicada's hacksaw can still hurt the eardrums, but the sound of insects on the pillow is melodious, textile mother, crickets, oil gourds... The grass is covered with moonlight, muttering high and low, the sound of insects is freshly revealed in the green window screen, and the dreams in the window screen are as comfortable and peaceful as this night.

The trees and grass are green, but the corners of the eyebrows and eyes have added traces of time. A tree with yellow leaves in the lush green tree are covered with a few white hairs mixed in its hair, which is eye-catching.

"Gangwoo, go back. Your aunt is almost ready to prepare the meal." My uncle-in-law got up and called Sun Gang back. My aunt had already gone home half an hour in advance to prepare lunch.

Sun Gang wiped the sweat from his forehead, and he also felt it was too hot. The sun was very spicy at noon today, almost the same as in summer.

"You guys wash it quickly." My aunt brought a basin of cold water and asked Sun Gang to clean it up.

In fact, Sun Gang wanted to take a bath in the river, but rural people generally don’t take a bath in the river at noon.

The elderly in the countryside often say: "At noon, the ghost will show up." They are not allowed to go out for a bath at noon, for fear of being entangled by water ghosts.

People in rural areas only go to the river to take a bath near dusk. There are many people, so I can relieve my fatigue after experiencing the fatigue of the whole day.

The water in the basin was just taken out of the well by my aunt. The water was very cool. Sun Gang washed his face, wiped his body, and covered his wet towel on his face. He felt a refreshing coolness.

My aunt made a lot of soup, including bacon, local chicken, and vegetables from her own vegetable garden. Although it is not as good as Sun Gang's home, it would be nice to be able to eat this during the busy farming season.

There was still work in the afternoon, so I didn't drink much. Sun Gang and my uncle-in-law drank a bottle of beer. The beer was smoked by my aunt after she came back, and it tasted just right now. Although it was not as cold as the refrigerator, it was just right to drink it at this time.

In the afternoon, I helped me for a long time and tied up the peanuts I pulled out and brought them back. My aunt insisted on keeping Sun Gang for dinner. After the dinner, Sun Gang drove home.
Chapter completed!