一根生长脚印的瓜藤时间的水分充沛。三天蹿长两尺长的丝瓜停止了打水嗝儿,不断向上攀爬的卷须不再慌张,静静地停在空中。此时,卷须最想抓住的是久违的阳光。母亲赤脚走出来,松软的泥浆从脚丫中溜出来,如一尾尾快乐的小鱼儿,一路追着她。母亲一边摘瓜,一边把迷失方向的瓜藤牵回瓜架。在童年的岁月里,我也是母亲手中的一根瓜藤。丝瓜开小朵的黄花。一些被雨水打落,一些又高高兴兴开了。 A growing footstep of Guatemalan time full of water. Three days long long two-foot long loofah stopped water hiccups, constantly upward tendrils climbed no longer panic, quietly parked in the air. At this point, the most want to seize the tendrils is a long absence sun. Mother walked out barefoot, soft mud slipped out of his feet, such as a tail happy little fish, chasing her all the way. Mother pick melon, while losing the direction of melon vine back to melon frame. In my childhood, I was also a melon in my mother’s hands. Loofah open a small yellow flower. Some were knocked down by the rain and some happily.