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文/陈水河（浙江）

整装如水的田泥

让田埂上了围脖

等待秧苗嫁至

从今，太阳与我

天天交手

换得淡然一笑

晚睡的麻雀

加入抢收的队伍

月牙儿

扔下镰刀

个个击中

Waiting

The field mud, groomed smooth as water,

Dons a scarf of paddy bank,

Waiting for the rice shoots to wed.

From today, the sun and I

Lock in daily combat,

For a final, knowing smile.

Sparrows, late from sleep,

Join the rush to harvest.

The crescent moon

Hurls its silver sickles—

Each strike finds its mark.