夏末晕染了烟霞
                  懒散的匍匐在山脊上
                      酷暑久久未消
              汗水在老农沧桑的脸颊滑落，
                       一声，两声
                 滴落成丰收喜庆的旋律

                     他脏兮兮干裂的手
                与扁担难分区别的驼背
                一菅一菅装饰着打谷场
                    麦穗搭垅着脑袋
                  才露了出些许知足感


                 场边放着的死面饼子
                 油黑瓦亮的浆水罐罐
           被油汗浸透着发黄的半截旱烟卷
                缓解了乏力，更加斩劲了
                         
                      场墙边靠着连枷
                        挂着旱烟袋
                   等着未曾回家的儿子