八月,晴朗的下午,无风。马路上飞驰而过的汽车,将炙热的空气卷进杨建华的毛笔庄。正在店门边赶制一支胎毛笔的杨师傅,下意识地向后靠了靠。他抬起左手,用衣袖擦了擦额头的汗珠,并顺势捏了捏有些酸痛的右肩膀。杨建华的毛笔庄,原本开在湖南省常德市老城区一条僻静的小巷里,专门 August, sunny afternoon, no wind. Speeding cars on the road, will be hot air volume into Yang Jianhua brush pen Zhuang. Yang is working at the shop door a fetal brush, subconsciously by leaning back. He raised his left hand, wiped the sweat of his forehead with his sleeve and pinched some sore right shoulders. Yang Jianhua brush pen Zhuang, originally opened in Changde City, Hunan Province, a secluded alley in the old town, specialized