金灿灿的田野蕴意着今年的五谷丰登。可就在这平静的田野里，却来了一位不速之客：蚂蚱。它又名蝗虫，会跟着稻谷色彩的变化而改变自身色彩，在田间啃食庄稼。所以国庆一放假，我和我哥就迫不及待地来到田边，撸起袖子，挽起裤子，冲进了田野，开始整治“虫灾”。
田野里到处都是蹦跳的蚂蚱，顾得了这只，又顾不得那只。不一会，我们就筋疲力尽了。无奈，我和我哥只好坐在田埂上，商量对策。打足精神之后，我们开始分工合作：我指蚂蚱的所在，我哥捉蚂蚱，捉到的蚂蚱由我揪掉弹簧般的腿，然后加以看管。有了具体的方案，蚂蚱立马就认栽了。转眼，几只蚂蚱就成了我的玩弄之物。我悠然的玩，我哥在田间奋力地捉蚂蚱，他慢慢地不服气了，坐在田埂上，说必须要我一齐捉蚂蚱。我说但是他，只好一齐和他捉蚂蚱。
我看准了一只蚂蚱，悄悄地走过去，猛然一拍，蚂蚱却跳到了我头上，我哥喊我别动，一巴掌就打在了我头上，蚂蚱却又跳到了他的头上，我为了报复他，猛然一拍，蚂蚱却突然跳到田间，一眨眼，不见了。但是我和我哥的“仇”却也抵消了。
也许是我心胸太狭窄，上天有心要给我个报应：在我们又再次投入“战争”中时，我的脚被“隐藏”起来的土块绊了一绞，我倒在厚密的稻草上，人没事，可稻草却倒了一大片。也许是我的尖叫声惊动了主人，主人立马从屋里就出来了，我们转身就跑，最后躲在一堆杂草里，躲过一劫，可却被蚊子叮了几个包。
这件发生在国庆期间的事真搞笑，我记忆的金河从此又多了一道绚丽的光彩!
参考翻译：
The golden fields mean this year's bumper harvest. But in this quiet field, an unexpected visitor came: grasshopper. It is also known as locusts, which will change its own color along with the change of rice color and eat crops in the field. Therefore, as soon as the National Day holiday was over, my brother and I couldn't wait to come to the field, rolled up our sleeves, rolled up our trousers, rushed into the field and began to rectify the "insect disaster".
The fields are full of grasshoppers. They can't take care of this one, but they can't take care of that one. After a while, we were exhausted. Helpless, my brother and I had to sit on the ridge and discuss countermeasures. After getting full of energy, we began to work together: I mean the grasshopper, my brother caught the grasshopper, and I pulled off the spring-like legs of the grasshopper and took care of it. With a specific plan, the grasshopper immediately fell. Suddenly, a few grasshoppers became my plaything. I played leisurely, and my brother struggled to catch grasshoppers in the field. He slowly became unconvinced and sat on the ridge of the field, saying that I must catch grasshoppers together. I said but he had to catch the grasshopper with him.
I spotted a grasshopper, walked quietly, and suddenly slapped it, but the grasshopper jumped on my head. My brother told me not to move, and slapped it on my head, but the grasshopper jumped on his head again. In order to get back at him, I suddenly slapped it, but the grasshopper suddenly jumped into the field and disappeared in a blink of an eye. But my "enmity" with my brother has also been offset.
Maybe I was too narrow-minded, and God intended to give me a retribution: when we were once again involved in the "war", my foot was tripped and twisted by the "hidden" clods, and I fell on the thick straw, but people were fine, but a large piece of straw fell. Maybe my screams alarmed the master, and the master immediately came out of the house. We turned and ran, and finally hid in a pile of weeds and escaped, but we were bitten by mosquitoes for several bags.
This incident happened during the National Day is really funny, and the Jinhe River that I remember has gained a gorgeous brilliance since then!
