一夏日的天空就像小孩子的脸说变就变,明明是白云悠悠、艳阳高照,眨眼间就乌云滚滚、飞沙走石,坐在院子里闲聊的老人们便会提起各自的坐具往屋内走,一边还嘟念着暴雨要来啦,暴雨要来啦。这场暴雨降临江汉平原中部这座小县城的时候,何华正躺在客厅的沙发上玩手机。周末无聊,打牌输钱,他要歇几天换换手气;有人喊他去钓鱼,他又嫌天热晒人,不 A summer sky is like a child’s face, and it turns out that there is obviously a white cloud, a bright sun and a blink of an eye in the blink of an eye. Fearless people who sit in the yard lifted their seats to the house , While also beeping the heavy rain coming, heavy rain coming. When the torrential rain hit the small town in the middle of the Jianghan Plain, He was lying on the sofa in the living room to play with his cellphone. Weekends boring, playing cards lost money, he would like to break a few days to change his hand; someone called him to go fishing, he was too hot sun, no