Drying season

Sun is a warm word, and the related drying is also a warm word. Today to the roof to dry the washed sheets, the heart of the haze of many days has also been dried open!

When I was a child, I liked the season of drying, covered a winter quilt, supported a triangular shelf in the yard, and used a bamboo pole to stand on it, holding the quilt spread on it, and soon the sun slowly penetrated into it, and put my face on it to take a deep breath, as if it had the best smell, it was indeed the best smell in the world! In this way, I smelled as if I was full, and my mother shouted several times to eat, only to reluctantly walk away! This kind of taste is lasting, has been supporting until the last ray of sunlight convergence, only to hold the quilt back, lying in bed at night, pleasantry soft, the body collapsed down, with the warmest taste, has been sinking down, in the dream that is no trouble childhood, even if there is trouble is this quilt can erase '!

Drying season is also the most joyous time for the little cute, in order to protect food, when many people have cats, in the spring gave birth to a litter of kittens, all yellow hair. In the yard, the crenel is a human figure, the bottom is empty, and the kittens who have just stumbled also come out to supplement calcium, drill in the haystack, play and play, sometimes so silly looking at them, as if I was playing with them, I was also a cat! At that time, I was learning a text "Three Kittens", and I felt that this is our life, and this is my cat. So many years later reading Zheng Zhenduo's "Cat" feel that life is cheating me, looking at the cats in western movies are sometimes evil charm and sometimes sneer, there is no longer the group of grinning cats in the sun at that time!

If the drying season is summer, it must be taking advantage of the noon, the mother took a sack of a sack of rice while the sun is the most toxic time to drag to the hot cement floor hot, inside there are insects (called sheep) rushed out, have not run a few steps were hot ground sun died. I usually help my mother to shop rice, holding a wooden rake, over and over again with the rice, as if it is a lovely little girl's hair, comb out a thick and uniform long braid, under the hot sun without sweat distress, only the imagination of the golden hair!

There are many, many dreams in the drying season, stranded by time in a mountain, a certain sea, sometimes spent all the hardships to find me, he is afraid that I forget him! In fact, he does not know that I am afraid to forget him, dream ah, I go to the roof to dry you dry!

Drying season is also the most joyous time for the little cute, in order to protect food, when many people have cats, in the spring gave birth to a litter of kittens, all yellow hair. In the yard, the crenel is a human figure, the bottom is empty, and the kittens who have just stumbled also come out to supplement calcium, drill in the haystack, play and play, sometimes so silly looking at them, as if I was playing with them, I was also a cat! At that time, I was learning a text "Three Kittens", and I felt that this is our life, and this is my cat. So many years later reading Zheng Zhenduo's "Cat" feel that life is cheating me, looking at the cats in western movies are sometimes evil charm and sometimes sneer, there is no longer the group of grinning cats in the sun at that time!