大音希声,大爱无形。那一天呀,真叫热。下午四点多钟了,太阳还像大火炉那么热。在一个胡同的四合院里,西屋里住着一个刚上一年级的小姑娘,她一头短发黑油油的,一双眼睛亮晶晶的。她脖子上总挂着把门钥匙,这说明她的爸爸妈妈是双职工。每天下午四点多放了学,她总是自己开门进屋,自己看会儿小人书,自己下挂面来吃…… Big sound, big love invisible. That day, really hot. More than four o’clock in the afternoon, the sun is still so hot as a large stove. In an alley in the courtyard, Westinghouse lived a young girl who had just finished the first grade. She had a short, dark, shiny eyes. She always hangs a door key on her neck, which shows that her father and mother are dual workers. More than four o’clock in the afternoon to put the school, she always open their own door into the room, their own little book for the moment, his noodles to eat ...