1. Modern poems describing summer
"The Night of the Dog Days" Tossing and turning, sleepy but sleepless. The nights of the dog days make people feel as depressed as a strange song in every corner. Looking for wind, the big cattail leaf fan shakes, making my arms hurt. The electric fan spins, making my head dizzy. The air conditioner buzzes with a loud noise. I can hear the sound of weeds growing wildly, and hear the chirping bugs hiding at the base of the wall. Everything about the sounds of nature has been evolved in reality. "Summer Wind" The sound drives away, leaving only the moonlight faintly snickering. I get up early in the morning to wait for you and go to bed late at night to wait for you. You are the dream lover I am waiting for. Oh, you always appear in dreams or land in dreams. Waking up in the morning seems like a lifetime of waiting, but it is a sudden meeting. Your touch slowly passes over my body, making me obsessed with your coolness, slowly moisturizing my skin, making me intoxicated. All the passion is longing for your kiss. Turned into ice Without you, my anxious heart cannot calm down. I can hear the sound of weeds growing wildly, and I can hear the chirping insects hiding at the base of the wall. Everything about the sounds of nature in reality has been driven away by the sound of evolution, leaving only the faint chuckle of the moonlight. "Lost Summer" The summer fog cannot find a place to stay and attacks the place where it can penetrate most easily. The morning sun grows furryly, its desire is brilliant and swells and expands into a dazzling barrier. It reflects into restless white light. The temptation of summer is like a The silk-like texture of the poppy petals only lasts for a few days if not cared for and properly maintained. People don’t want to avoid it, and people who are distracted are hiding in alleys that are inaccessible to the moonlight and taking detours. Standing at the entrance of summer It is the wind that passes over the water. There are always graceful figures on the green lake. There is always the clear charm and faint fragrance that comes with the wind. The boats are passing by, the lotus sounds are moving, and the voices are moving. I open those famous ancient and modern texts and savor them carefully, quietly. Pay attention to the shy plant swaying in the wind. Its pure pink and white color reveals a light blush, just like a rainbow appears in the sky after the rain.
There are also the bursts of frogs and the crystals rocking on the broad leaves. In summer, there is always a unique scenery and a mood that makes people infinitely attached! "Farewell to Summer" Farewell to Summer. Summer leaves her thoughts to Autumn and turns her into fruit. All the memories are treasured inside. Autumn intoxicates Summer and turns the green into purple. But a pool of autumn water is as peaceful and pure as an eighteen-year-old girl. The clear eyes, the lost dragonfly, the beauty of the flowers, and the lingering love in the summer are all condensed in the seeds, waiting for the next summer "This Summer". There are no more nights in this summer. The London sun is accompanying the Beijing moon, watching side by side. The Olympic stadium is like a fierce battlefield filled with smoke. Athletes, we cheer for you and shout. We have no sleep tonight, we can only look forward to "The Summer of Fire". In July, the burning city is languishing in the heat wave. In a corner of the sultry streets, a girl in a blue skirt is looking for a green shade. And in the burning wilderness in the suburbs, a shepherd boy was driving a flock of sheep like white clouds towards a cool river not far away. "Summer Morning" Early in the morning, the cicadas blew their horns and the heat waves began to come in waves. The still trees are empty of thoughts, just like I put the distant scenery further away through the window.