走过千山万水,终于回到故乡。回乡的季节正是盛夏,应该是泡桐树枝叶繁茂的时候,空气里一定是弥漫着泡桐树叶特有的苦香。童年时代,没有空调和电扇,盛夏时屋里闷热,正午时刻,全村的男女老少,都端着饭碗在泡桐树下吃饭谈天。男人们聚在一起,下棋打牌,传播着十里八村的新鲜事。女人们在树下做针线,东家长西家短。孩子们在树下捉虫斗草,嬉戏玩耍。我最喜欢靠着一棵树,一边读书,一边听大人们讲故事,这是我的梦中经常出现的童年图景。 Through thousands of miles, finally returned home. Return to the season is summer, it should be lush Paulownia leaves, the air must be filled with paulownia leaf unique bitterness. Childhood, there is no air conditioning and fans, hot summer house, noon moment, all men and women in the village, are carrying rice bowls in the paulownia eat talk. The men gathered together, playing chess and playing cards, spreading tens of eight village of new things. Women under the tree to do needlework, east long west home short. Children catch insects and play grass under the tree. My favorite is to rely on a tree, while reading a book, listening to adults telling stories, this is my childhood picture often appear in dreams.