落日的余晖中,老人结束了一天的劳作,托着斜长的身影回到家里生火做饭。那根矗立在山村东南角的烟囱升起了一缕几乎不被察觉的炊烟。整个村子在夕阳的衬托下显得那样静谧而安详。老人的儿女都在市里工作,年年都动员他进城,可他坚决不同意。就这样,老人独自一人在村里一呆就是十年。这其中的秘密,只有老人自己知道。十年前那个秋天,午后,老人带着他的阿黄上山干农活儿。阿黄 In the twilight of the setting sun, the old man ended his day’s work and returned to his house to cook with a long, inclined figure. The chimney that stood at the southeast corner of the mountain village raised a cloud of smoke that was almost undetected. The whole village seemed quiet and serene under the setting sun. Elderly children are working in the city, mobilizing him into the city every year, but he strongly disagrees. In this way, the elderly alone in the village for a decade. One of the secrets, only the elderly know it. Ten years ago that autumn, in the afternoon, the old man came to work with his A yellow hillsides. A yellow