山是一望无际的绿。一条柏油马路长长地铺到天边。天空一碧千里,风吹一片绿浪。我在路口刚下了大巴车就被热气熏得差点晕厥,没等得及直起腰,收钱的人就扔下我的行李箱,大巴尾气噗噗两声扬长而去。我愣了半天,直到车从视野里消失才清醒过来,拖着拉杆箱一路哐啷哐啷地向前。阳光明媚刺眼,热气扑面窒息。一层一层的热浪滚滚而来,眼前画面波动。从山上水库里缓缓而下的水一路淌到她家门口的石桥下。我小心翼翼站上桥,望着对面树荫沉沉宅院深深。七棵槐树成荫,有风过面。树叶哗哗响动 Mountain is endless green. A long asphalt road to the horizon. A sky in the sky, the wind a green wave. I just left the bus at the junction was smoked almost fainted, did not wait straight, people who throw money dropped my luggage, the bus exhaust puff puff twice. I froze for a long time, until the car vanished from the field of vision only wake up, dragging the trolley all the way all the way shyly forward. Sunny glare, hot air blowing suffocation. Layer by layer of heat waves come in front of the picture fluctuations. From the mountain reservoir slowly down the water all the way to the stone bridge in front of her house. I carefully stood on the bridge, looking deep opposite the shade of the house. Seven Ash tree-shaded, windy. The leaves rumble