In summer, that round of hair that basks in subterranean stone like the sun of bolide is very hot, people does not wish to chatted, even if be a station 9 minutes,be no good.
夏天里，那轮如火球的太阳把地下的石头晒的发烫，人们都不愿去太阳下聊天了，哪怕是站一两分钟都不行。
My having dog of a pieplant at the same time, chinese rhubarb dog just bends over to saying a tongue in what do not live then, wish to manage far from I. I and charming charming sit in josh of grandfather of similarly hereinafter of a mulberry. Grandfather also 80 superabundant, weather-beaten face already come out is green, the furrow that changes and old composition go. Saying, the grandfather does not rise via after-thought in those days when. "Xiaohua, do you want not to want to listen to me in those days a story ah? " the grandfather says gently with fan of great part of a historical period. " think for certain " I and respecting of little sister all with one voice, the grandfather says: "This story is such...
我的一边正有一条大黄狗，大黄狗只是趴在那不住的吐着舌头，根本不愿去理我。我和娇娇坐在一棵桑树下同爷爷说笑。爷爷也八十有余了，饱经风霜的脸已经褪去青春，换来的皱纹与老去。说着说着，爷爷不经回想起当年时。“小华，你想不想听一下我当年的一个故事呀？”爷爷用大叶扇轻轻一扇说。”肯定想”我和妹妹异口同声说到，爷爷说：“这个故事是这样……
I am 192 groups at that time a reporter in 6 battalion, we accepted a job that goes to Beijing, specific be I do not retain what job, then our the same night clears away baggage to drive northerly capital, be in the following day, want to cross a woods when us, by devil assault. Battalion commander is forced to let I and health worker run to send a letter first, whole finally camp... complete... the grandfather is saying to be able to 't help closing a key point. "Then you are how vivid those who come down " I ask curiously. The sun is illuminated in nearby one pond small pool, chi Shuifa went out to sparkle Yin Guang. Grandfather halt. "I and health worker, chinese rhubarb, escaped, at that time I two bitterness extremely... nevertheless we cannot stay in that, after all the task is the heaviest. We are forced to brush tear, hurry on with his journey then. Can be dread also subsequently and come -- commissariat eats before long, water also not remnant, I two very clear. This is very terrible, there are many people when crossing a prairie at that time by starved to death was in prairie... the cheek that gentle breeze Buddha crosses a grandfather, blow that orderly before the grandfather hair 0 medicinal powder. "What do you eat then, grandfather " , the little sister is admiring little face day to ask really. "Browse, eat bark ah " the grandfather says.
当时我是192团六营里的一个通讯员，我们接了去北京的一个任务，具体是什么任务我不记得了，于是我们连夜收拾行李赶向北京，在第二天，当我们要穿过一个树林，被鬼子突袭了。营长只好让我和卫生员先跑去送信，最后整个营……全……爷爷说着不禁一闭眼。“那您是怎么活下来的”我好奇地问道。太阳照在了不远处的一塘小池，池水发出了闪闪银光。爷爷停顿了一下。“我和卫生员，大黄，逃了出来，当时我俩悲痛万分……不过我们不能在那停留，毕竟任务最重。我们只好一擦泪水，接着赶路。可是可怕的事也随之而来——粮食不久就吃完了，水也一滴不剩，我俩很清楚。这是很可怕的，当时过草原时就有不少人被饿死在了草原……微风佛过爷爷的脸颊，把爷爷之前那整齐的头发吹的零零散散。“那您吃什么呀，爷爷”，妹妹仰着小脸天真的问道。“吃草根，吃树皮啊”爷爷说。
Be, hungry at that time can eat bark only, browse. Burning sun was illuminated on the ground that day, I licked the lip of dryasdust, see in front have a mulberry, I two just go to that, relied on to be below mulberry with respect to remnant, as it happens is shady and cool, this makes I two regained consciousness to nod immediately. I draw out the potherb that has been kneaded to rot, carried a few to still calculate fresh, handed Chinese rhubarb a bit, put into the mouth to chew, pharynx go down. I two licked again do dry lip. The leg that has lost consciousness is put on weather-shack earth, gradually eyelid the more heavy, I do not have force to revolt really dizzy sleep. When awaking had been saved by the person of dogface battalion, when but know Chinese rhubarb,sacrificing...
是啊，当时饿的只能吃树皮，吃草根。那天烈日照在地上，我舔了一下干巴巴的嘴唇，看见前面有一颗桑树，我俩刚刚走到那，就剩靠在了桑树下，正好阴凉，这使我俩顿时清醒了点。我掏出已经被揉烂的野菜，挑了几根还算新鲜的，递给了大黄一点，放进了嘴里嚼了嚼，咽了下去。我俩又舔了一下干干的嘴唇。已经失去知觉的腿放在了干裂的土上，渐渐眼皮越是沉重，我实在没力反抗便晕睡过去。醒来时已经被步兵营的人救了，可是知道大黄牺牲时……
Grandfather another close a key point, shed a few teardrop this, I do not know how to comfort a grandfather, also do not know how to persuaded a grandfather to forget this sad thing. Incorrect, can this thing forget? The experience of the China before a few years can we forget?
爷爷又一闭眼，这次流下了几滴泪珠，我不知道怎么去安慰爷爷，也不知道怎么去说服爷爷忘了这件伤心的事。不对，这事能忘吗？我们能忘了几十年前中国的遭遇吗？
In summer, below that mulberry, that story resound is in that Xiaochi...
在夏日里，在那颗桑树下，那个故事回荡在那个小池里……(文/姜子悦)