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这是我的选择

I turned out of bed and went to the window. Through the window, I could see many stars flashing. So many stars remind me of those villagers who harvest rice in the hot sun when I am busy, and of my parents who appear and disappear in the rice field. The land looked at my birth and grew up with me. On the ridge of the field, a series of footprints were deeply printed in the vegetable field. When my neighbor's children were crying in their parents' arms, I had hobbled down with my mother; when others had just learned to write the word "vegetable", I knew how to grow vegetables, radishes and eggplants. I have deep feelings with the land. However, my parents, who have been farmers for decades, do not want my future to be related to land and agriculture. Why? It's hard to be a good farmer Yes, as the son of a farmer, can I not know? In the scorching sun, mother often hoes the hoes for those sesame seeds. In the storm, dad will patrol the seedlings with shovel. Every time I see that they are so hard-working and end up suffering for a year's livelihood, my heart hurts. They have paid so much, but the return is very little, my heart is sad.

爸爸妈妈多么希望我能找个好工作，轻轻松松地赚上大笔大笔的钱，能像地里的芝麻开花一样节节高升。我也曾这么想过，可每到这时，总有一股异潮在胸中翻滚，脑中总会浮现土地、庄稼和面朝黄土背朝天的叔叔、婶婶们。

How mom and dad wish I could find a good job, easily earn a lot of money, like the sesame blossoming in the field. I have thought about it, but at this time, there is always a tide in my heart, and there will always be land, crops, and uncles and aunts facing the loess.