秋天的诗

                          镰刀蘸水，在砂石上

                          学会了锋利

                          老农用大拇指

                          横抹在刃上

                          说，没问题

                          队长购回几十根竹竿

                          竹竿头装上弯钩

                          姜太公在水中直钩钓鱼

                          乡亲们在天空钓核桃、柿子

                          如水的财富

                          流淌着金黄的玉米

                          弯弯的谷穗

                          滚圆的豆子

                          还有那数不清的

                          小鱼小虾

                          带着欢声笑语

                          相聚在场地

                          田野

                          收割后的苍凉

                          耕耘者吆喝着骡马

                          直视着犁开的浪花

                          疲惫的土地

                          翻开新的一页

                          凉风吹绽多绽的面庞

                          耢平的田地

                          似一泓醒目的池水

                          粗糙的双手摇摆着耧把

                          将春天的希望

                          播进脚下的土地