八月十六日三伏王进城吧嗒一声掉地上了,像鸽子拉出的一粒屎。他终于逃出来了,乐得呵呵笑,笑出满嘴烤瓷牙。他站起来解掉腰里的绳,仰脸看天,天上火龙在喷火,呼啦一下就把他点着了。狗日的秋老虎!王进城嘟囔着拍拍屁股,又跺跺脚,不顾行人侧目,转身朝城外走去。床单结的花绳从四楼窗口垂下,长长地在他身后摇晃,抖落一地太阳光。王进城背手站在小碎门前,想着她见到他的那一刻,该有多惊诧,又会多崇拜他。知了喊了一天热,乏了,倦了,敛着翅睡着了,院里很安静,静得能听到蜘蛛在结网。 On August 16, the king of three strikes enters the city, and it falls off like a pigeon. He finally escaped, happy laughed, laughing mouthful porcelain teeth. He stood up and untied the ropes in his waist. Looking up at the sky, the dragon in the sky burst into flames, and when he clicked it, he clicked it. Autumn tiger dog day! Wang Jincheng muttering pat ass, and stomping, regardless of the pedestrians, turned around and walked outside the city. The cord knot hanging down from the fourth floor window, long behind him shaking, shaking off the sun. Wang Jincheng standing back in front of a small broken door, thinking of the moment she saw him, how much surprise, will worship him more. Known cried for a day hot, tired, tired, tired wings fell asleep, the yard is very quiet, still can hear spiders netting.