这是4年前的事了,那时我刚刚记事。我6岁的那年夏天,一天中午,爸爸特困,光着膀子,合着眼皮,眼镜也没摘掉,就躺在床上呼呼大睡,半天也懒得翻个身。外面骄阳似火,随便扫出一块地来,就能烙熟一张大饼,天真热,人真渴。突然,楼下传来叫卖棒冰的吆喝声,一想到那甜甜的、凉凉的、可口 This was something four years ago, when I just noticed. My 6 year old that summer, one day at noon, my father particularly sleepy, naked, co-eyelids, glasses did not pick off, lying in bed, whirring asleep, half-day too lazy to turn over. Outside the sun like fire, just swept a piece of land, you can cook cooked cake, naive, thirsty people. Suddenly, downstairs came the crying call of popsicles crying, think of that sweet, cool, delicious