深入灵魂的热爱□陕西宝鸡虢镇中学王晴文七月流火,在这片大地上,持续已久的燥热终于被一场久违的透雨浇散得无影无踪。时令一转,即将入了秋天,顿觉有些许伤感。随着秋风逝去的不仅仅是夏天,更有那季的那个人,还有那载满整个宁夏的三轮车。夏日的午后,我从午睡中被难以忍受的闷热唤醒,拖着慵懒的身体,来到院子里乘凉,刚坐下,所有的困意被街道上的叫卖声惊醒了——“豆花, Deep love of the soul □ Wang Qingwen, a middle school student in Baoji Town, Shaanxi Province, was on fire in July. On this land, the long-awaited hot and humid shower was finally disappeared without a trace. Seasonal turn, about to fall, feel a little sad moment. As the autumn wind passed away, not only summer, but also the man of that season, as well as the tricycle that filled the entire Ningxia. Summer afternoon, I wake up from the unbearable sultry nap, dragged lazy body, came to the yard to enjoy the cool, just sit down, all the sleepy was awakened by the street shouting - ”Douhua ,