那是暑假的一天午后,晴空万里,没有一丝云彩,太阳像个燃烧的大火球,炙烤得大地滚烫滚烫的。花草禁不住太阳的暴晒,叶子都蜷成细条条了。小鸟张着嘴巴歇在树上,懒得飞出去觅食,只有蝉儿扯着嗓子声嘶力竭地苦叫着。街上的小摊小贩呢,也懒得吆喝,躲在树阴下乘凉。我从新华书店买了几本书后,走在回家的途中,只觉得口干舌燥,干渴难忍,一心只想寻个茶摊买杯茶喝。 It was the afternoon of the summer holiday, blue sky, no clouds, the sun like a burning fireball, roasted in the earth hot hot. Flowers can not help the sun's exposure, the leaves curled into strips. The bird opened his mouth and chatted in the tree, too lazy to fly out for food, only the cicadas chanted his throat crying with despair. Street vendors hawking it, too lazy to cry, hiding in the shade shade. After I bought a few books from Xinhua Bookstore, I walked home and felt only thirsty and thirsty. I just wanted to find a tea-stand to buy a cup of tea and drink.