夏季是植物的世界。窗外的几棵行道树,已经越过三楼,高及五楼。倘若不去修枝剪叶,倘若让它们任性地生长,倘若一直是夏天,我毫不怀疑它们很快会长成热带丛林。夏季是飞蝇虫豕的天堂。它们成群结队地在水边、在草丛繁衍生息。孑孓,摇身一变,成了蚊子。蚕茧一翻身,飞成了蝴蝶。蝌蚪一游上岸,就咕噜噜地叫喊自己是青蛙。不分昼夜高歌的知了,生怕人们忽略它们的存在……夏季,雨水充沛。天在下暴雨。人在下汗雨。玻璃瓶在下啤酒雨。空调昼夜不停地 Summer is the world of plants. Several trees outside the window, have crossed the third floor, high and fifth floor. If we do not prune the leaves, if we allow them to grow headstrongly, I would have no doubt that they will soon grow into tropical jungles if they have always been summer. Summer is fly paradise. They are in droves in the water, thrive in the grass. Larvae, transformed, became a mosquito. Cocoon over, fly into a butterfly. Tadpoles ashore, shouted to myself is a frog. Day and night singing know, for fear that people ignore their existence ... Summer, plenty of rain. The day is under heavy rain. People sweat under the rain. Glass bottle under the rain of beer. Air conditioning around the clock