夜里忐忑着，在青蛙的鸣叫声中进入梦乡，做着自己没有被妖怪变成青蛙的梦……秋风起天气凉了，故乡的亲人在蛙鸣中收割了大田里的庄稼，眼看着好收成换回了新衣新房，蛙声不知那一天消失了，以后的夜就留给了秋虫，不管谁来接班，故乡的田野总是不寂寞的。
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