江南的伏天,暑气正盛。我们乘坐的旅游车,早晨从南京启程,冒着炎炎烈日,一直朝着西南方向的黄山驶去。当我离开家乡——延边时,那里的水稻才刚刚抽穗,可这里却正在秋收。这边,忙着割成熟了的稻子,那边在腾出来的稻田上插秧。把秋、春兼于一身的南方夏季,构成了北方人难以想象的一幅奇异的水彩画。我们的旅游车,在皖南山脉的峡谷和山 V Nam days, heat Masamori. We take the coach, the morning departure from Nanjing, braving the scorching sun, has been driving toward the southwest of Huangshan. When I left my hometown, Yanbian, the rice there was just heading, but the harvest here is in the autumn. Here, busy cutting ripe rice, over there in the vacant paddy transplanting. The autumn and spring together in the southern summer, constitute a stranger to the North can not imagine a strange watercolor. Our coaches, canyons and mountains in the southern Anhui range