8月3日,星期天的下午,带着两个纠缠不休的孩子去游人如织、荷花繁茂的黑泥地池塘边钓鱼。太阳毒辣,没有一丝风,空气凝固。两个孩子手执鱼竿,目光专注,守候水草漂浮而平静的水面。我坐在池塘边的青草上,脸上流着汗,抽着烟遐想着荷花绚丽多姿而短暂的一生,遐想着头顶辽阔无边而浩瀚的苍穹。突然,大地一阵激烈地颤抖,池塘里水波荡漾,一群惊慌失措的鱼儿跃起跌落。地震了!在头晕目眩中,我连忙把两个孩子拉到身边。欣赏荷花的人群,一片哗然和惊叫。强烈的地震波,电话信号即刻中 August 3, Sunday afternoon, with two entangled children go to the tourists, lush black lotus pond fishing. Hot and humid sun, no trace of wind, air coagulation. Two children hand rod, eyes focused, waiting for water floating and calm water. I sat on the grass by the pond, his face sweating, smoking the smoke reverie Lotus brilliant and short life, reverie on the vast expanse of boundless and vast sky. Suddenly, while the earth trembled fiercely, the pond rippled and a group of panicky fish jumped and fell. Earthquake! In a dizzy, I quickly pulled the two children around. Appreciate the lotus crowd, an uproar and scream. Strong seismic waves, the phone signal is in the middle