On the street there are people who ride the cool, hand-cranked small fan, some holding a cell phone, with the melodious music walk. On the court there are still people who love to play ball, there are young people, there are old people, and there are still a few years old children.
The little treasure watched and kept chanting "ball, ball" and wanted to go up and shoot a few times. I was busy pulling her to the playground to play. The golden sunset reflected in her white face, with joy and excitement. She was excited to climb up and down, not idle for a moment, as soon as she heard the cheerful music, immediately with the music hand and foot dance.
Next to some benches, there are some older people, are smiling and chatting, the setting sun's afterglow shines on them, like wearing a gold-plated clothes. There are dinner couples, wearing a light soft flowing dress, the child next to a while kicking stones, a while to play the bar, two people laughing and joking about the day's work, the mood will be much better.
The square dance aunts and sisters are still dancing in the cheerful music, as if back to the time of youth, some bloated body gently swing, eyes through the persistence, love. As if youth has returned. Some are still a little shy, through the joy, flustered to follow the footsteps of others. Looking at these people who love life, the heart of the warmth of the touch.
Love of beauty, love of sports, love of life, is the pursuit of everyone.
There are stalls on the roadside barbecue, warmly greeting customers, fruit vendors, girls selling shoes. There is also the old man selling antiques, sitting leisurely, as if next to all have nothing to do with him. This scene is a lively scene, walk through it, realize the interesting life in life.
Just happened to run into old classmates, although often meet, but rarely have time to chat. The students have been anxious lately, and they often have insomnia at night. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get a good deal on a new product, but I'm sure you're going to be able to get a good deal on a new product. I chatted with her about each other's children's final exams. In the cheeky chat, time flies, the sky of the few red, slowly disappeared in the sky.
The dusk of summer does not have the fullness of spring, the desolation of autumn, nor the cold of winter. There are more coolness after the summer heat recedes.
Sometimes, the afternoon often come to a sound rain, wash away the dust, the heat of many days swept away. In the lightning and thunder, the cool wind drilled in through the window. Open the window fully and a fresh, moist scent greeted you. The oily leaves glistened like a young girl's freshly washed hair. The streets were cleaner, the petals of the flowers on the roadside fell, the grass sniffed, and with the beautiful petals on their heads, their dreams tonight must have been sweet.
This time the most happy is the child, he will jump back and forth in the puddle, splashing a little splash, and happy to Geger sound. Even if you get your clothes wet, you will be happy. Until the twilight, only reluctant to go home.
The summer afternoon is still very beautiful.