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一玉米苗儿没了膝盖,亚昆躬着身子,手里攥着锄头,跟在爹身后,一颤一颤地锄着松软的土地。正午的日头如火球,热辣辣地挂在天上,肆无忌惮地吸收着大地的水分。无风。玉米叶儿一动不动,玉米地的深处却发出“咔咔”脆响。一股股温湿的热浪,从地缝里蒸腾出来,烘烤着亚昆的脸。亚昆直起身子,抹一把汗水,脸
A corn seedling without a knee, Yakun bowed his body, his hand clutching the hoe, followed by his father, a shivering soft ground hoe. Noon, the sun is like a fireball, hot hanging in the sky, unscrupulously absorb the water of the earth. No wind. Corn leafless children, the depths of the corn is issued “Kaka ” sound. A stock of heat and humidity heat waves, escaping from the seam, bake Yakun face. Ya Kun straightened up, wiping a sweat, face