多年以后,每到炎夏,我就会想起村里的大华子。盛夏三伏天,虫儿鸟儿都躲在枝丫下,逃避那炎炎烈日的灼烧,庄上的猫儿狗儿三三两两,都不知藏在谁家房荫下,默默地享受着那片阴凉。午后时光,烈日愈发毒辣,奶奶、婆婆们都扯着自己的孙子、外孙儿逃到床上午睡。庄上的泥巴路也被暴晒出道道裂缝来。烦躁的蝉儿声嘶力竭地吵着,恼人得很。此时,庄上西头的大华子,却一刻也不得闲。 Years later, every summer, I would think of the village’s Dahua Zi. Summer days dog days, insects and birds are hiding under the branches, to avoid the burning of the scorching sun, Zhuang Shang cat dog two thousand three hundred thirty-two two, I do not know who hides in the shade, quietly enjoying the shade. Afternoon time, increasingly hot and hot sun, my grandmother, her grandmother who are pulling their grandson, grandchildren fled to bed to sleep. Zhuang on the dirt road is also exposed to the road crack. Irritable cicadas hoarse shouting, very annoying. At this point, Zhuang Shang West Wah Hwa, but a moment no idle.