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我依然清晰地记得几年前,爷爷顶着高温蹬着旧三轮送我去月台的情景。那是暑期的最后一天,我像《菊次郎的夏天》里的正男一样,轻松地坐在车里,无忧无虑地喝着爷爷给我买的柠檬汁,却始终没想到要给他喝上一口。我沉浸在路上那一带而过的风景中,柠檬汁我喝一路洒一路,似乎要为那些野花野草施“肥料”。路上爷爷叫我打伞:“天热,小伙子白白胖胖才好看呀!”把最后剩下的柠檬汁一口灌下,我模仿着爷爷悠悠的语气道:“打把伞,老人家。天热,老头子白白胖胖才好看!”
I still clearly remember a few years ago, my grandfather carrying the old three high temperature carrying me to the platform scene. It was the last day of the summer, when I was just like a regular man in “Kikujiro’s Summer,” I sat in my car with carefree drinking lemon juice bought by my grandfather, but I never thought of giving him a drink A I am immersed in the scenery that passes by on the road, I drink lemon juice all the way to sprinkle all the way, it seems that weeds for those wildflowers “fertilizer ”. Grandpa called me on the road umbrella: “hot weather, the young man looked so fat white it!” The last remaining lemon juice a, I mimic the grandfather long tone: “hit the umbrella, the elderly. Hot days, the old fat man look so fat! ”