一梁言始终记得那一天。一丝阳光刚跳出地平线,整个村庄从夜的寂静中苏醒过来,正对着大门的灵堂也慢慢收纳了一些前来吊唁的人,伴随着这些人的哭声,唢呐吹了起来,连带着吹醒了梁言许久不敢相信的梦,奶奶去世了。自从弟弟出生,梁言就再没跟过父母,最后的印象停留在刚记事的夏天。在吵闹的蝉鸣中,在爷爷种的枣树下,在奶奶的肩上,她哭着送走了陌生的弟弟,流泪的爸妈,还有不久前躺在灵堂里的爷爷。这对肩膀承载着梁言儿 A beam of words always remember that day. A hint of sunshine just jumped out of the horizon, the entire village woke up from the night’s silence, is facing the gate of the hall also slowly admitted to some people come to condolences, accompanied by the cries of these people, Suona blew up, with blowing Liang woke up a long time can not believe the dream, my grandmother passed away. Since his younger brother was born, Liang did not talk to his parents anymore, leaving the last impression of the summer just recorded. In the noisy cicadas, under the jujube tree of my grandpa, on my grandmother’s shoulder, she cried and sent away a strange brother, a crying parent, and a grandfather who was lying in the chapel not long ago. This shoulder carries Liangyan children