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立秋后,我回到了久别的故乡。正是水稻抽穗扬花的时节,一株株稻苗齐刷刷地吐出密密匝匝的稻穗,稻花绽放出淡淡的清香味儿,沁人心脾。父亲不在家,不用问,他准是去稻田里了。我来到田边,看见父亲正蹲在那儿,抽着烟,仔细端详着他的稻子,那目光里满是虔诚和希望。今年夏天阳光充足,雨露充沛,父亲种下的稻苗一路茁壮成长。立秋后,那一株株稻苗更是精神抖擞,挂满了稻花,泛着微微的鹅黄,没有一丝杂色。
After the fall of autumn, I returned to my hometown for a long time. It is the season of rice heading and flowering, a strain of rice seedlings Qi spit out densely padded rice, rice flowers bloom a touch of fragrance, refreshing. Father is not at home, do not ask, he would go to the rice fields. I came to the edge of the field and saw his father squatting there, smoking a cigarette, looking closely at his rice, full of devotion and hope in his eyes. Sunshine and plenty of rain this summer, the rice seedlings planted by my father thrive all the way. After the fall of autumn, that a plant rice seedlings is full of energy, covered with rice flower, glowing yellow slightly, no trace of variegated.