What is it like in summer?
The long summer vacation, take the bed with bamboo shelves, small lift fan, while watching light readings;
street cries change watermelon, wheat pound exchange pounds watermelon;
lunch nap sleep two hours starting one, after getting up to wash my face, take a stool to Pushan, find a good uncle aunt to pick the wall in cool for a while.
Uncle who can take me in a good mood the next two game of chess, sometimes the simplest four-frame chess, eat a two, sometimes drill horns, or other kinds of chess, and now want to come even the names are forgotten;
sometimes under heavy rain, moved in on a stool in the doorway watching the rain, watching the rain from small to big, from big to small;
in the evening, a neighbor to go swimming in the river cried summer heat, I was pure bubble, I never did learn swim;
dinner and then cool off on a routine street, accompanied by cicadas and frogs, insects, listening to adults family gossip.
