无情的骄阳炙烤着大地,把柏油马路都烤化了。柳树姑娘们炫耀着婀娜多姿的身躯,蝉趴在树上拼命地叫着:“热死了!热死了!”今年风调雨顺,害虫少,我爸种的“浙-11”西瓜迎来了一个大丰收。西瓜堆得满屋都是,屋角、屋前、屋后……到处是西瓜,虽然味道不错,但就是卖不出去,我老爸整天愁眉苦脸,心急如焚。一次,我在图书馆看书,突然一个 Ruthless sun baked the earth, the asphalt road are roasted. Willow trees show off graceful body, cicadas desperately cried on the tree cried: “Heat died! Heat died!” This year's weather, pests and less, my father kind of “Zhejiang-11” ushered in a large watermelon Harvest. Watermelon pile full house are, corner, front of the house ... ... full of watermelon, although the taste good, but it is not sold out, my father worried face all day, anxious. Once, I read a book in the library, suddenly one