一深秋,列车在成片成片等待收割的农田间行驶。车厢内,一个二十多岁的姑娘叫了一声:“耶——高粱呀!那是高粱!”语气里充满了发现的惊喜。随着女孩的声音,我和一位老者朝车窗外看去。列车正经过一片玉米地,与夏日里不同的是,玉米秆头顶的穗由原先的乳黄色变成了赭黑色,眼前哪里有高粱的影子。“姑娘,那不是高粱,是玉米。虽然高粱和玉米的顶端都有穗,但它们是不同的……”老者开始了解释。二一个学校的体检正在进行中。体检的孩子们抽完血后,止血的棉棒被扔得到处都是。看着地上被踩来踩去的止血棒,一位医护人员的眉头蹙 In late autumn, trains travel in fields that are waiting to be harvested. Inside the car, a girl in her twenties called out: “Yeah, sorghum! That’s sorghum!” The tone was full of surprises. With the girl’s voice, I and an old man looked out the car window. The train is passing through a cornfield. Unlike in summer, the ear of corn stalks changes from the original milk yellow to ocher black, and there is the shadow of sorghum in front of it. “Girl, it is not sorghum, it is corn, and although the top of both sorghum and corn have ears, they are different ... ” The old man began to explain. A school medical examination is underway. After the children of the medical examination had drawn the blood, the swab hemostat was thrown everywhere. Looking at the ground was stepped on to step on the bleeding stick, a medical staff brow 蹙