眼看着夏日西沉,寂寞地带走了天边最后一抹云彩。一刹那间,静寂的小村庄变得沸腾起来。趁着天还未黑透,那些留守老人们,喂猪的喂猪,饮羊的饮羊。稚气未脱的小孙子、小孙女也都奔跑出来,吆五喝六,蹦跳雀跃着帮助祖父母把小牛犊儿赶进圈中,把鸡鸭抓进笼子,把女孩子般“喵喵”吵闹着的小猫儿、男孩子般“汪汪”叫个不停的小狗儿抱进家中。然后,他们在打扫得干干净净的院子里,摆好桌子,开始吃饭。也许是凉拌黄瓜加馒头;也许是凉拌豆角加大饼;也许,用年轻人的话来说赶一把时髦,打几碗豆浆,熬几碗米 Watching the summer of the West Shen, lonely to take the last touch of the clouds over the horizon. In a flash, the quiet village became boiling. Taking advantage of the day is not dark through, those who stay behind the old people, pigs feed pigs, sheep drink sheep. Childish young grandson, the little granddaughter also ran out, 吆 five drink six, jumping leap to help grandparents calf calf into the circle, the chickens and ducks caught in the cage, the girl-like “meow” noisy Kittens, boys like “bark” called a non-stop puppy hold into the home. Then, they set the table clean and clean, clean the yard, began to eat. May be cold cucumber plus bread; perhaps cold beans and increase the pie; perhaps, with the words of young people catch a fashionable, playing a few bowls of milk, boil a few bowls of rice