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盛夏流年,抵不过时光荏苒。再忆时,只剩被风吹过的清浅。那时年少,任由时光流转,懵懂的世界认知,宁静的日子,疯跑在山野之间,不知哀愁,只知喜乐。幼时的炎炎夏日,都是在外婆家的深山老林里度过。重庆多山且路险,在外婆家的日子,日日有群山送风,撩起林海涛声阵阵,像极了情人间的低语呢喃。穿梭于林海之中,心底便也凉快起来,哼着儿歌,轻快明朗的心情不言而喻。在林海之中,寻寻觅觅那夏日盛产的果实,用塞满喜悦的心情在外婆的呼唤声中满载而归,一切都
Midsummer fleeting, arrived but time flies. Memories, only the wind was blown clear. At that time young, let the time flow, ignorant of the world’s awareness, quiet days, crazy running in the mountains, I do not know sorrow, only joy. The hot summer of childhood, are in the deep forests of grandmother spent. Chongqing mountainous and road insurance, in the grandmother’s day, day by day mountains and rivers, lifted Lin Haitao sound bursts, like the whisper whispered whisper. Shuttle in the forest among the heart will cool up, humming children’s songs, light and clear mood is self-evident. In the woods, looking for the fruit that summer abounds, with full of joy in the call of grandma’s voice, everything