? In the morning, the sky dawns very early, bright at five o'clock. It was not too hot then, and the sky was covered with white clouds one by one, like a big beautiful blanket. Birds chirped and sang in the morning breeze, and people took advantage of the cool weather to go to the park to run and exercise.
At noon, a big fireball hanging in the sky, hot, white clouds can not help but hide.
The summer sun is the roughest and most spirited of the year. If the summer sun is a youthful youth, then the spring sun is a teenager, not crazy and not dry, beautiful and warm; the autumn sun is the old man over 100 years old, is slowly losing its luster, leaving a world full of golden poetry; the winter sun loses its vitality, the luster disappeared, in a piece of white, and gradually hidden.
Summer noon sun, such as a fireball, without mercy. In the field, the corn was sunburned drooping head, the grass seems to have lost vitality, the ground was dry to crack a few deep cracks. The water in the pond was so short that the fish were reluctant to burrow out. Birds do not know where to go, the dog also lying on the ground, panting, spitting out their tongues. The dragonflies are only sticking to the shade of the trees, as if they are afraid that the sun will melt their wings.
The temperature of the ground is as hot as an egg, and when you walk on the stone road in sandals, you can feel the heat of the ground on the soles of your feet.
In the city, the weather was stiflingly hot, and there seemed to be no wind at all, everything was in a dead silence. The leaves on both sides of the street are curling, the asphalt is melting, and there are only old people sitting on benches in undershirts, fanning themselves with bushels.
I was sitting in front of a fan, but I still didn't feel cool.
In the evening it was much better, the old man, the old lady, in the square dancing. Parents have taken their children to the neighborhood park for a walk. It is the most relaxing time of the summer, the robin chirping in the trees, the sound is very pleasant, like the sonata of the summer night.
The sky is gradually darkening, sparse stars high in the canopy, a round of bright, high in the sky. A gentle breeze brought some coolness, this is the most beautiful time of the day!