I like the vibrant spring, I like the fruitful autumn, I also like the icy winter, but I like the summer the most. He came to earth with a warm heart and showed people a prosperous and powerful scene.
You came with a bang, walking down the street, people are buying shoes and clothes, red-hot, lively, joyful extraordinary, look at the street walking girls, their clothes on the new style, colorful, almost no heavy, I think the summer is the world of the girls, is to show the season of beauty.
You come roaring, into the garden, the garden of the flowers compete with the colorful opening, whether it is the queen of the peony, or no name of the small wildflowers, are happy to meet the summer girl, the willows by the wind blowing, fluttering, just like the summer girl that long, flowing hair, how beautiful ah! This is a unique summer scenery, because summer is beautiful.
You come roaring, walking in the market, yelling, bargaining, linked together, lively, look at the purple eggplant, skimming the mouth, is smiling at you! The purple grapes, yellow apricots, red peach bite, sweet, crispy, sour, summer can be called fruit paradise.
You come roaring into the field, into the field, sunflowers are open to meet the summer girl, her most beautiful smile to the summer girl. In the underground struggle for four. Five years of the golden cicadas also do not miss this great opportunity, take off her that a gold
clothing, flying to the trees, "Zhi, Zhi," called, to the summer girl to show its melodious song, frogs also hide in the bushes, croaking incessantly, to the summer girl to play a song of summer hymn it!
Summer, a lively summer; summer, a beautiful summer; I praise you, a charming summer.
2. "Summer Memories"
Flowers bloom a few times, the years are intertwined, in the twinkling of an eye, it is time to enjoy the lotus season again.
Clear
Long summer days, wandering in a pool of red lotus blue water beside the lotus, is my simple ideal and pure faith. See its lotus leaves, flower branches curling, smell its fragrance point, fragrant array, drunkenly can not help but feel crystal holy
Lotus seems to be a wading river to the old man, blossomed her amiable smile, pulling my ancient feelings, bring me a clear mind to think of the quiet, no desire to worry. And will not incense incense, want to speak not to speak, let a person gradually realize which a little bit of implicit,
Wire strands of thoughts in the lotus leaves between the leap, stretching, and then, is a body in the red outside of the quiet and relieved.
When almost drowned by the life of some unnecessary trivia and boring week after week, will want to come to such a quiet corner, facing a clear lake, as if coming to the Yaochi Wonderland, enjoying a pool of flowers red and green, and let the mood in a breath between the calm down.
Sunny
Watch lotus, see the sun filtered through the tree shadow flashes in the slight ripples between the flowers on the leaves, the breeze, clear water sparkling, broad lotus leaves layer upon layer waves, Pavilion of lotus swaying in the wind, both dew with rouge-colored buds, or halo
with pink flowers, will give people the feeling of heart, heart of the pure and pure in the mud and mud, and that the Maundy The pure and innocent. "The poet Yang Wanli must have made such a marvelous feeling in
such a clear environment.
The nighttime viewing of the lotus is filled with a layer of hazy beauty. Silver-white moonlight seems to be a misty veil, will not be trailing not technical, Pavilion net planting of the lotus set off more and more light and elegant, as if the Fairy of the Waves wading in the water with a skirt to me to come, gently cool, full of fragrance, diffuse in the night, into a moonlight. No wonder the poet Cao Yin would say "no need to close the door to sleep by the lake, night and cool breeze fragrance full of home".
When you see the lotus in the rain, you can see the wind and rain. "Gently gesture of light, dotted garden pool is also poor. A few points to fly to the lotus leaves rain, twilight fragrance divided into a small red sky", the petals of the dust washed by the rain after the more delicate and attractive, fragrant far overflowing clear, the lotus leaves are as dark green as dyeing, the lotus leaves on the rolling beads of rain crystalline razor, cool as jade, and the heart of the chaos of the weeds were also washed away clean, clear as water.
If you close your eyes at this time, the subtle and beautiful melody will be like a mountain spring drops like endless ears, as clear as heavenly music. And "to stay in the lotus to listen to the sound of rain", in addition to listening to the ethereal sound, but also listen to a sad autumn after the melancholy and helplessness, a piece of the lotus on the sound of rain, accompanied by the depths of the soul of a beautiful loneliness.
Lotus, seems to be endowed with fairy-like spirituality, the turbid world does not go with the flow, quietly continue their own fundamentals, persistent in their own pursuit. With people but seek to benefit, and the ground does not compete with the fertilizer, even if it was born in the muck and swamp, but also stubbornly adhere to her jasper-like purity, releasing their own fragrance.
I think people need this kind of character, in the muddy search for their own purity, in the flurry of disturbances in the splendor of their dreams, in the floating and sinking in the vow to adhere to their own. Even in the absence of flowers, the heart is gentle and happy. A person's day, also will be leisurely as a song, bright as a flower. We have already graduated, into the middle school; I strolled in the campus playground, grass, recalling the
childhood breath. I recalled, gazing at the blue sky, bathed in sunshine, to taste the flavor of summer ......
The breeze whisked across the water; green leaves jumped up in a ballet; colorful clouds swept across the sky; I stood in the playground track, a tear quietly fell, breaking the tranquility of the summer, I was in the light of the tear phantom of the figure of the game that we had played together.
That
summer is no more; that summer full of laughter and pain; that summer full of hopes and dreams. I tried to find that summer, the memories of summer, I can only stay in the place where we had lived together,
to find belong to our memories: now the classroom is empty, no longer our loud reading sound; now the playground, lifeless, no longer our sweat of struggle ......
I stood on the playground, no longer our sweat of struggle.
I was standing on the playground, trying to recall the memories of that summer, but all I got was silence.
In the hazy silence, in the blurred line of sight, thoughts sketched out a picture of longing: a moonlit night, we leaned against the window, with the wind swaying the stars, hide the trajectory of our walk together. Listening to the sound of flowers blooming on the other side of the river, the flowers wantonly swing open smile, praising our friendship ......
The scroll that is full of youth, vitality of the summer, has long been fixed, due to the passing of the years, that no longer come to the summer, like a souvenir book was abandoned, the lonely sealed in the corner of the corner of the memory of the side.
Yesterday's memories have been sealed, today's vision will come again, yesterday we said goodbye to the elementary school, today we entered the middle school, the youthful fire once again burned ......
In this colorful summer, we recall the past; in this exuberant energy of the summer, we look ahead; in this summer, we look forward to the future; in the rhyme of the tenderness of the summer, the summer of the summer, we look forward to the future. summer, we ignite the flame of youth; in this charming summer, we fly the dove of ideal!
4. "Summer Memories"
Falling red has not yet completely turned into spring mud, pomegranates have already smiled. The first cicadas that have been in hiding for a long time are coming. Summer, so came. Summer is like a young man, the hot sun is his bright smile, burst of heat is his vigorous breath, lush grass is his thick hair, the water tide rush of flash floods is his power, fast and sudden sudden rain is his temper.
Summer
The green of the day, waving ink between heaven and earth, under the blue sky and white clouds, depicting a colorful picture. Reflected in the eyes or dark green, or green, are completely off the bottom of the yellow, it is so lush and lush, not
no longer shallow, no longer tender, thick to the life of the level of the best show. It is full of passion to absorb the intense sunlight, leisurely exhaled pure breath, so that you in such a green shelter, refreshing, enjoy the cool.
But that day there are also unpredictable clouds, with the clouds of the yin and yang electricity in the afternoon kiss, lightning is not revealed inadvertently affectionate gaze, thunder is their happy laughter, and rain after the rain of seven colors of the rainbow it is the crystallization of their love.
The blue
sky, white clouds, gorgeous rainbow, interweaving the most beautiful scenery of the summer.
The pond, farewell to the buds of the lotus, blossomed with a beautiful smile, in the light wind to send, dancing with a stacked skirt, ting charming
with a reserved posture, condensing fog holding dew as if an elegant woman in the gentle recitation of the "off the lotus beads broken but round," the poem, elegant branches are showing you the summer flavor, can not help but let you marvel at the excellent rhyme between the.
In a sudden look back, it is already "the sky lotus leaves endless blue, reflecting the sun lotus flowers different red".
Summer night, always hanging with charming colors, a little deep but with a romantic. The clouds in the sky under the reflection of the evening sun,
colorful, leisurely bright with their own beauty. The high hanging silver mirror like the full moon, the clear light like water pouring, in the frogs chirping insects chirping, the stars mischievous blinking eyes, happy to enjoy the shadow of the trees.
The cool winds of the day gently disperse the worries and concerns of the day.
Summer is colorful, calm is lake blue, pure is milky white, noble is beige, warm is red, elegant is silver gray, solemn
is the ink black ...... colorful colors to warm summer painting. Elegant daisies, rich tulips, delicate camellias, enchanting peonies ...... fragrant aroma of the secluded courtyard overflowed. Brilliant frog drums, robin's
raucous, gnats murmur, the birds chirping ...... rich sound of the air filled with light, this is the charm of summer. Let winter awaken, let spring brilliant, let summer colorful, let autumn brilliant, let life colorful. With the nourishment of heaven and earth
Moisturized, there is a vigorous vitality. Because of the love and care for each other, there is a spring and fall.
Walked through the spring of the charming, ushered in the summer of the vigorous, is so colorful and gorgeous, brilliant and warm. This summer is very beautiful ah, inherited from the vitality of spring, contains the maturity of autumn, showing the spirit of the summer of jittery excitement.