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一宝嫂想起那件事,周身就毛焦火辣的,烦躁!大地被太阳烤得像一个刚出炉的山芋。知了吱吱地嘶鸣,似一缕扯不断的丝线,延绵不绝。宝嫂赶着牛,背着满满一篮苞谷棒子,双手交替撑住路边的岩石,一步一喘地走在陡峭的山路上。牛蹄与乱石撞击刮擦的噼啪声,在寂静的山野回响。明晃晃的阳光从路面反射到她的脸上,一脸的汗珠晶莹剔透,一串一串,挂在眼帘上,聚在鼻翼间,痒痒的,抹一把,滴滴答答洒落一地。
A Bao-Sao remembered that thing, the whole body was rough hair, irritability! The earth was roasted like the sun a freshly-made potato. Known sigh creak, like a continuous pull of the thread, endless. Bao shepherd cattle, carrying a basket of Baogu full of sticks, his hands alternating alternately supporting the rock roadside, step by step on the steep mountain road. Buffalo claw and rubbing scratches crackling sound, echoed in the silence of the mountains. Shining sun reflected from the pavement to her face, a look of crystal clear perspiration, a string of strings, hanging in the eye, gathered in the nose, itching, wiping a handful of drops spilled.