在张家村,年龄最长的百岁阿婆卧床不起了,她的气息微若游丝。床边摆着一袋杏果,这回,是曾孙采摘的。历来,这是她的事,而且,由她去分给五个儿子。屋后,杏园里的杏树已纷纷落叶,秋风萧瑟,驱赶着地面的叶片,盲目地拥来拥去,连带着卷起一阵阵沙尘。曾孙递一个黄红的杏果给太婆。杏果已熟,表皮发皱,她连捧都捧不住了。屋外的院门口,传来争吵声。似乎是几个兄弟争夺杏树的归属,都声称当年是自己亲手栽植的。 In Zhangjiacun, the longest hundred-year-old grandmother bedridden her breathless gossamer. Bedside bag of apricot, this time, is a great-grandson picking. All along, this is her business, and, by her to the five sons. House, apricot garden almond trees have fallen leaves, autumn wind bleak, drove the leaves of the ground, blindly come and go, with a rolling sand waves. A grandson handed a yellow-red apricot to the woman. Apricot has been cooked, wrinkled epidermis, she holds touted are holding up. Outside the courtyard front door, came the quarrel. Seems to be a few brothers competing for the ownership of apricot, all claimed that year was their own planting.