夏日的火热，太阳的刺眼，这种毒辣的天气是从前一直躺在空调房里的我未曾在意过的，直到前几年，我回到老家乡下，借住在大伯家。
The scorching heat of summer, the glaring sun, this kind of spicy weather was something I had never paid attention to when I was lying in an air-conditioned room. It wasn't until a few years ago that I returned to my old hometown and stayed with my uncle.
大伯50几岁了，头发已全部花白，皮肤被晒得黝黑，圆润的脸庞和爽朗的笑容总是让人感觉很亲切。
Uncle is over 50 years old, his hair has turned completely gray, his skin has been tanned, and his round face and cheerful smile always make people feel very friendly.
到大伯家第二天，我们一家下田给大伯帮忙，那段时间正是辣椒丰收的时节，大伯几乎天天忙着收辣椒。看着刺眼的阳光，我不情愿地嚷嚷：“为什么非要今天摘啊，外面都热死了。”大伯笑着回答到：“因为明天恐怕要下雨喽，再不收就要全烂在地里了。”
On the second day at Uncle's house, our family went to the fields to help him. During that time, it was the season of the chili harvest, and Uncle was busy collecting chili peppers almost every day. Looking at the glaring sunlight, I reluctantly shouted, "Why do you have to pick it today? It's so hot outside." Uncle smiled and replied, "Because it's probably going to rain tomorrow. If you don't pick it, it'll all rot in the ground
我们顶着太阳的“灼烧”来到田间，我全副武装：防晒衣，遮阳帽，防蚊水。可大伯只是一件简单的老头衫，就这么让皮肤展露在太阳下。大伯告诉我该怎么摘后，他自己就率先动起手来了。他熟练地在田间穿梭，好像很急的样子，豆大的汗珠越滚越大，一颗一颗从额头快速滑下，砸在地上，啪嗒啪嗒，可他却好像没感觉，还是一刻不停地在摘辣椒。唉，都是这天气，让大伯这么劳累。
We braved the scorching sun and arrived in the fields, fully equipped with sun protection clothing, sun hat, and mosquito repellent. Uncle Ke is just a simple old man's shirt, just exposing his skin to the sun. After Uncle told me how to pick it, he took the lead in starting his own hand. He skillfully shuttled through the fields, as if in a hurry. Beads of sweat as big as beans rolled and grew bigger, quickly sliding down from his forehead one by one and hitting the ground with a clatter. However, he didn't seem to feel anything and kept picking chili peppers for a moment. Alas, it's all this weather that makes Uncle so tired.
不到太阳下山，大伯的老头衫已然浸湿，可他却连汗都没擦一下，也不曾见过他坐下休息一会，仿佛整个人融进了田间。
Before the sun set, Uncle's old man's shirt was already soaked, but he didn't even wipe off his sweat and hadn't seen him sit down and rest for a while, as if he had melted into the field.
天空被染成一片橘红，我闻到家里飘来的饭香觉得属实饥饿，便跑到田梗上朝大伯喊：“大伯！我们回家吧！”“你先回去吧，我还要再摘一会儿！”大伯应答的声音从辣椒丛中传出，撒向田间，又飘散在红彤彤的夕阳下。
The sky was dyed orange red, and I smelled the fragrance of rice wafting from my home, feeling really hungry. So I ran to the field stem and shouted to my uncle, "Uncle! Let's go home!" "You go back first, I still need to pick for a while!" My uncle's response came from the chili pepper bushes, scattered into the fields, and then floated in the bright red sunset.
那天晚上，大伯很晚才回来，背着最后一筐辣椒站在门口，也是先放下辣椒才肯擦擦头上的汗，可是脸上却没有一丝疲劳和烦闷。
That night, Uncle came back very late, carrying the last basket of chili peppers on his back and standing at the door. He also put down the chili peppers before wiping off the sweat on his head, but there was no fatigue or annoyance on his face.
第二天上午，我九点多才起床，家里早就没有了大伯的身影。爸爸说昨晚下了一场小雨，大伯又在凌晨爬起来下田去了，幸好下得不是很大，大伯在田里忙到现在。
The next morning, I didn't wake up until after nine o'clock, and my uncle had long disappeared from the house. Dad said there was a light rain last night, and Uncle got up and went to the fields in the early morning. Fortunately, it wasn't very heavy, and Uncle has been busy in the fields until now.
等到中午大伯才顶着火红的日头，伴着吵闹的蝉鸣到家。我迎上去问他：“这天气，太阳这么大，你不热啊？”大伯还是笑嘻嘻地回答我：“不热不热，辣椒都收回来了就好。幸好是这天气，太阳大点可比下雨好太多了。”
Uncle waited until noon, braving the scorching sun and accompanied by the noisy chirping of cicadas, to arrive home. I approached him and asked, "The weather is so sunny, aren't you hot?" Uncle replied with a smile, "It's not hot, it's not hot. Just bring back the chili peppers. Fortunately, it's this weather, the sun is much better than rain
大怕就是这么个质朴勤劳的人，没有文化却还是能每天笑得爽朗。天气，牵着他的心，也牵着和他一样朴实的农民们的心，好像多一滴雨，少一滴雨，都能把他们再次牵回田间。他们饱受炎炎夏日的折磨，却笑着感激这种天气。正是他们这种朴实无华、务实肯干、坚忍不拔的性格才能收获漫山遍野的粮食，他们把勤劳撒入田间，珍惜着属于他们的每一天。
I'm afraid he's just such a simple and hardworking person, without any culture but still able to laugh heartily every day. The weather, holding his heart, also holds the hearts of simple farmers like him, as if a drop of rain or a drop of rain can bring them back to the fields again. They endure the torment of scorching summer, yet they smile and appreciate this weather. It is their simple, pragmatic, and persevering personality that enables them to harvest crops scattered across the mountains and fields. They spread their diligence into the fields and cherish every day that belongs to them.