与冬日读书比起来,夏日实在不是什么读书的好季节。而1966年的夏天,又正是日日艳阳当空十分闷热的酷暑。树上的知了歇了,花坛里花儿谢了,只有窗外的广播声,游行队伍的口号声,此起彼伏的喧嚣不停。学校不上课了,图书馆不开门了,少年宫也关闭了所有活动室的大门。在我视野的范围 Compared with winter reading, summer is really not a good season to study. In the summer of 1966, it was the very hot summer day sun and the sky. The trees know the rest, flowers in the flower bed Xie, and only the sound of the radio outside the window, the procession’s slogan, one after another of the noisy non-stop. The school is not in class, the library does not open the door, the Children’s Palace also closed the door to all the activities of the room. In my field of vision