Summer is very hot. It is neither as warm as spring, nor as cool as autumn, nor as cold as winter.
In summer, the temperature is very high every day, almost above 35 degrees. In summer, there is not a trace of wind, only a fiery red sun is roasting the earth, and only cicadas are cicadas on the trees, screaming. My friends don't want to play outside in summer. One is afraid of heat, and the other is afraid of being tanned.
During the day and morning, we children either do our homework at home or watch TV. It is hotter in the afternoon than in the morning, and no one comes out to play. They all stayed at home watching TV, enjoying the cold air sent by the air conditioner and eating popsicles. How comfortable it is, but some children are willing to come out to play. They are playing and screaming. Some adults and children can't stand the heat and go swimming. The advantage of summer is that it can bring wealth to swimming pool managers and people who buy popsicles. Its disadvantage is that most people stay at home and don't travel, which will bring great losses to the country.
At night, the weather is much better than during the day. Some old people go out for a walk and talk about summer while walking. Some people say that summer is really annoying. During the day, we have nothing to do but sleep. At night, we can't sleep. Besides, there are many mosquitoes. It's really annoying Some middle-aged people go to the square to dance. A group of children went to the square to play. When we walk past a place where there is water, we will feel a burst of hot air under it. Sometimes when we go to the grass to play, we get bitten by mosquitoes. But even so, we still had a good time, because we couldn't play during the day, but we could play wildly at night and didn't go home until 8 o'clock. There are many mosquitoes when sleeping, so naturally I can't sleep. It takes a long time to sleep and get up late the next day.
Summer is really annoying.
All summer, in the cicadas, in the rustle of the past, on the beach by the sea. In a year, spring is too beautiful, autumn is too proud, winter is too quiet, and summer is different. Everything should show new vitality.
At six or seven o'clock, the sun climbed from a distance, and birds flew around under the washing of the sun. On the branches and eaves, they are singing and jumping. The darkness of the asphalt road plays up the heat of the sun. Every family doesn't ask about other seasons in summer, so they are single-minded. Summer dreams are stationed in the sun, shining on students' faces and textbooks, and the teacher is rubbing his dreams on the blackboard with chalk in his hand.
Xia Meng in cicada mouth, let him spread. The cicada roared at the top of its lungs. The bird flew over and giggled. Who is singing this secular song? Ignoring cicadas, singing the dream of parting. Birds are used to talking and flying. They go far away with secular songs. People enjoy the cool in the shade, and several grandfathers play chess with bare arms. The cicada began to cry, and people seemed to appreciate it not to drive away.
Xia Meng is stationed in the sand, and several groups of people are playing by the sea. The waves kissed their ankles to find their dreams. The stones in the sand are setbacks and difficulties, pain and hesitation, and the moment when dreams are shattered. Xia Meng is divided into good and bad by us. "This sunshine is really dazzling" "This cicada is really annoying" and "This sun is really hot" They are defiled, and we are not qualified to evaluate a dream, a person or a relationship at all.
Summer dreams are stationed in my heart. I took her hand and went to the seaside on a sunny day. We play, but why do I care so much about your marks? When summer leaves me, I still have tears. By the time I recovered, it was autumn. The leaves slipped on the tree and the fruit was fake. I also want to ask Xia: I didn't finish your dream. Do you still hate me? You and I may be a headless and tailless love story, why are we still insisting? But I have no regrets.
Summer dreams, summer songs, summer lovers and summer feelings fester in my heart. I admit that the world is a little tempting to me, but can you wait for me?
One day, I will come to you with your dream.
Summer is not only a season, but also a feeling, a style and a spirit!
Summer feelings are like a cup of tea, rich and fresh. There is always a bitterness in the entrance of green tea, like the bitterness brought by the heat in summer. That kind of bitterness is like sweat on the face of farmers after hard work, like a shirt soaked by traffic police in the hot sun, like a flower farmer's calloused hand. But the bitterness of this entrance is sweet to recall. When the harvest comes, the farmer thinks of the hard sweat. He will never cry because of his hard work, but will be sweet. The traffic police uncle's day's work is over. When he sees that wet shirt, he will be proud of his command. When the refreshing fragrance of flowers comes to the nose, flower farmers will be happy for their efforts.
The style in summer is wild and dreamy. The fiery Levin, like a direct fire in the air, brings a cool, unrestrained and fiery atmosphere to the whole earth. Cicada in the tall trees during the day and frog in the green grass at night, there is no trace of fatigue in their songs. But when you find a cool place and watch the bright sunshine shine on the trees, leaves, branches, rivers and streams, you clearly show tenderness. Sunlight flashes among branches, jumps on leaves, and swings around in the sparkling river, which is like a dream, and it is a direct hit on the beauty and gentleness of the soul. This kind of wildness and fantasy is a unique style in summer, a simple style and a natural style.
The spirit of summer is so clear. The summer sun is hot and scalding, which is enthusiasm; Fish, insects, birds and animals are so active in summer, which shows the joy of summer; The days in summer are longer and the flowers bloom more violently, which in turn conveys the upward trend of summer. All these make summer full of vigor and vitality, make summer spirit different, make summer different, make summer colorful and full of cheerful atmosphere.
Summer is not just an ordinary season!
Spring with a hundred flowers, hot summer with scorching sun, autumn with maple leaves and snowy winter, I like sunny summer best.
The sun announces the beginning of summer in a unique way. In summer, all living things show this lively summer with the most vigorous vitality, including the cheerful songs of cicadas, frogs and birds, which are all unique sounds in summer; The sun is scorching the earth, and wild flowers are beautiful; The rich fragrance of flowers and the coolness brought by trees are the unique smells in summer.
White clouds are floating in the blue sky, and the sun is high in the sky. The sun shines through the thick leaves on the grass, and the grass on the grass grows very tall. They sway with the wind, like waves, and wild flowers appear and disappear in the endless grass, just like a group of beautiful girls in flowered skirts playing among the green grass, and beautiful butterflies dancing among the flowers.
Miss Xia came to the world under the scorching sun and saw some people enjoying the cool under the shady trees. Some people spend the summer in the river, and some people hold fans on recliners. At this time, Miss Xia decided to ask Sister Yu for help. People were ecstatic when they saw the downpour coming. After the heavy rain, people went up the mountain with bamboo baskets to pick fresh mushrooms, leaving their footprints on the path, and their cheerful laughter echoed throughout the path. Look, the children are jumping on the path, and the faces of the adults are full of smiles. On the mountain, you can listen to the gurgling sound of the mountain stream, which is very melodious. This is the summer people love!
Summer is colorful, bright green, bright red, gorgeous purple and bright yellow, adding a layer of yarn to summer.
I love summer, because its unique beauty makes me intoxicated!
I remember three years ago, we came to this beautiful campus together. On campus, flowers and leaves become butterflies and weave into a song. Now it has become the departure of summer.
Time has taken us far away, and the withered stamens have left a strong memorial: What's your homework today? God, I am so sleepy. Let's see how many minutes there are before class is over. Xueba, lend me your English notes. Whose class is next? Does this character in your book look like a math teacher? Hello, the teacher is here ... The students' funny words, accompanied by all kinds of funny actions, poured out of my mind and merged into a picture worth collecting.
We are always pushed by time. Three years in Chun Lv, three years in Xia Hong, three years in autumn and yellow, three years in winter, we are crazy together, we laugh together, we even cry together ... Now, we are going to graduate. Everyone gets together, talking and laughing, feeling sad, and feeling sad in this coming summer.
It's raining in the gray sky, and the raindrops on the eaves are scattered all over the floor. We don't want to cry, but cry in this sad summer, because we have a heavy responsibility and have to face the senior high school entrance examination before leaving.
Although we may not be together after graduation, we will never forget each other, because good friends are lifelong things. We should move forward happily, let us greet graduation with sadness and joy, and make our due efforts at this turning point in life.
We have polished into sharp arrows and are leaving this summer. Whether we can win mandarin fish depends on our speed and strength. Only by riveting the last strength can we have the confidence to shout at the sky on the way into the examination room of the senior high school entrance examination: "It is better to separate or take the senior high school entrance examination, and our tomorrow will be better!"
This is a world of black and white, light and shadow. It is the most vivid portrayal of China and my unique summer feelings.
Between light and shadow, when I was only seven or eight years old, I opened my eyes wide and looked at the paintings hanging on the wall with immature eyes. This is magnificent, splashing ink. Perhaps it was at that time that my love for ink and wash grew quietly. Grandpa stood by with a smile on his serious face: "Do you want to write this ink with a pen?" There are stars in my eyes, and I hardly hesitate. I nodded: "Good!" "
Hearing this, he smiled with satisfaction. When I came to the desk, the burning sunshine outside the window hit the table, the inkstone, and the black ink, almost taking pictures.
Later, I wrote the first brush character in my life with my little hand. I can't remember anything else, but the dark ink on grandpa's desk was still deeply imprinted on my mind in the scorching sun that day.
Step into junior high school, nervous; The fast-paced study life forced me to put calligraphy behind me, and the original touching feelings gradually faded away. And grandpa's eyes on my hope have become dim. Life seems to be back to square one.
It's the scorching sun again. I am very depressed because I have failed in successive exams. I'm sitting by the window alone, and I'm upset.
Suddenly, the corner of the desk was inadvertently swept by the corner of the inkstone, and the black ink flowed like that, as if nothing could touch its heartstrings. Memories of grandpa and sunshine flashed again. This ink seems to have a magical power. It gently soothes my restless mood and continuously conveys warmth to me.
Tie, I spread out the rice paper, picked up the brush, curled it up horizontally and vertically, and expressed my inner strength incisively and vividly. ...
Suddenly, something seems to be revived, like the moonlight pouring down, warm and bright, infiltrating my limbs bit by bit and shocking my heart.
I think this is the feeling, which belongs to me alone, to summer alone, and the feeling of pen and ink.
On a hot summer day, the sun shines directly. It's too dazzling.
The white clouds in the sky are floating slowly and leisurely, which is very pleasant. Suddenly, the clouds drifted faster and faster, and the clouds gathered together. The sun suddenly disappeared.
The rain poured down from the sky. Huge raindrops all over the sky, like groups of crazy cows, fell straight down, the roof was scratching, as if it were going to be smashed, and the ground was banging, as if it were going to be smashed. In a short time, the road became a running river. The "whirring" wind sometimes rolls raindrops, like countless whips, and desperately throws them on the glass. Sometimes screaming, slamming the trunk, rolling up the residual branches and throwing them into the air, in the blink of an eye, flying sand and stones, leaves and branches all over the sky.
Blinking and lightning, rumbling and thunder. A series of dazzling lightning fell from the sky, as if destroying distant houses, trees and hills. Thunder is rolling and the sky is falling, threatening life on earth and watching them escape.
"Knock, knock" storm, lightning and thunder, like pigeon eggs, hail fell heavily, knocking out flowers, smashing fruits and vegetables, knocking off leaves and destroying the bird's nest.
The heavy rain has been raging, as if never tired; The wind has been roaring, as if it had never been thirsty; Lightning has been waving, as if never tired. ...
I don't know how long it took, but the wind stopped and the rain stopped. The road was completely submerged by stagnant water, reaching to the calf. Some big trees are crooked, and their branches and leaves are broken. The car parked downstairs has no front cover and the glass is broken. The billboard in front of the supermarket is missing. The ground is full of rubbish rolling down from there, and it's a mess. Such a storm did not bring moisture, but was full of destruction and horror. How fragile we are in the face of the powerful forces of nature.
After the rainstorm, people began to clean roads and repair houses, and birds began to build nests. Flowers and trees stand upright waiting for the wound to heal, in order to survive the next test. Under the blue sky, they are more and more tall and straight.
It's very hot in summer in the country, so cicadas are chirping in the trees. I sat under the big tree in front of the door, and my grandmother brought me coolness with a cattail leaf fan. Looking at the dilapidated cattail leaf fan in front of me, my thoughts emerged like a flood.
"Be good, go to sleep quickly, be good." Whenever I sleep, grandma always holds a cattail leaf fan and shakes it to put me to sleep. "Why does Grandma always use a cattail leaf fan?" I turned my back and asked my grandmother, who whispered, "When you sleep, the electric fan is windy and will blow you a cold." Pufan is just right. "
Often wake up, grandma's hand is still gently shaking the cattail leaf fan, and the fan is shaking very lightly. I can hardly feel the wind, but I feel cold all over. This is grandma's love for her grandson! I think, if grandma dreams, she will probably dream that she is holding a fan and gently shaking it for me!
When I am old, I always like to pester my grandmother to tell stories. Grandma always likes to take this cattail leaf fan with her when she goes out to play. After I was tired of playing, I sat under an old banyan tree and listened to grandma telling some old stories, but I never got tired of hearing them. She took a cattail leaf fan and shook it gently.
Grandma always said, "Pufan has the fragrance of Pufan, which is incomparable to other fans." Pufan is not as beautiful and convenient as the paper fan now, but it is a fan with many memories, and it almost accompanied me through the whole childhood summer. Now that there is air conditioning in summer, fewer people use cattail fans, and fewer people remember cattail fans. The cattail leaf fan abandoned in the corner has become a thing of the past and will remain in memory forever.
Now, grandma often takes a cattail leaf fan to enjoy the cool under the old tree in front of the door. I asked grandma why she didn't go back to the house. Grandma said: "When people are old, more fans will cause headaches." "Grandma, let me shake the fan for you." I shook it gently and told my grandmother some interesting things about school. My grandmother squinted, listened quietly and smiled slightly.
The lingering fragrance of the leaves of Pu has been rippling in the summer dream, filled with my childhood dreams.
Under the scorching sun, I kept shuttling between several tutorial places, just like a pill in the alchemy furnace of Taishang Laojun, refined in the true fire of Samadhi. -inscription
It is impossible to have a relaxing summer vacation.
On the way to the cram school, I will choose the tree-lined path, where the sun is blocked by leaves and sprinkled on the ground. I can only enjoy these scenery through this path to add some fun to myself. But there are always flaws in beauty, and cicadas on the treetops let out a loud cry, one after another. My heart was full of flames, and I was even more annoyed when I was poured with their bucket of oil. Therefore, cicada has become one of the things I hate. At that time, when I was studying the text of Cicada, some sympathy for Cicada vanished at once.
In this way, Chan Ming spent a summer vacation with me.
In the last cram school of the whole holiday, I walked into the path again, only to find an aunt picking things up on the ground. Curiosity drove me to the aunt and found her picking up the cicada's shell. I was surprised that the aunt explained to me that cicada shell has medicinal value and can be used to boil medicine. After listening to this sentence, I went home, turned on the computer and hit the cicada.
It turns out that cicada slough can also cure diseases. My admiration for cicadas arises spontaneously. Cicada's life span is only 70 days at most, but they still try to get out of the ground in the hot summer and sing tirelessly, which benefits mankind and realizes the value of life. Their love for life, their contribution to mankind and their embodiment of value have given me infinite feelings.
In this summer vacation, I was able to refine.
From that day on, cicada's song echoed in my ears from time to time, affecting my heart, which was full of reminders to remind me to cherish the lost time, help people around me and add bright colors to my life.
The chirping of cicadas brought me to another world and became another brand-new self.
The composition 10 in the summer vacation of the third grade is in full swing and the sun shines. When summer comes, the whole earth becomes very hot, so hot that people can't breathe. In summer, many children like to go swimming and sit in the shade to enjoy the cool. The sun shone on the children through the branches and leaves, and the children were still sweating with heat.
Summer is an active season. When summer comes, especially summer vacation, children begin to get excited, because they can go swimming to their heart's content. Some have a water fight in the swimming pool and spend the hot summer in the "scratching" sound of water; Some people took part in the swimming competition. Look, how fast those children swim. First, they breaststroke, roll when they reach the pool wall, and then switch to freestyle. The movements are too skilled. In summer, you can also eat delicious popsicles and ice cream. Lick and bite, and the cool feeling will keep flowing into your heart.
Summer is the season of fragrance. Summer is coming, many flowers compete with each other, and many fruits are ripe, which adds a lot of colors to summer. Look, there is a lotus pond! Lotus flowers sparkle in the sun, beautiful and moving. Suddenly, a breeze blew, and I couldn't help dancing in the lotus. After a while, the wind passed, and the lotus stopped jumping and rested on the lotus leaf. How beautiful! Look, there are ripe lychees! In the sun, green and red leaves and fruits set each other off, attracting nearby bees to fly over to enjoy the beautiful scenery. How beautiful!
Summer is the season of singing. The oriole came, the thrush came, and larks and other animals joined in the excitement. They are singing beautiful songs in the shade of trees. People are sitting in the shade of trees, laughing and laughing under songs. People interweave the sound of dreams with the sound of birds, and draw a beautiful blueprint for the future in the sky.
Summer is colorful, full of flowers, songs and laughter. ...
Summer composition 1 1 On a hot summer day, the sun is high in the sky and the umbrella is high. It seems that even the wind doesn't know where to go for the summer. In Baiyun Ran Ran, pedestrians on the street are one after another, and the sultry wind blows on the cheeks, making people stumble and sweat. "The mountain is not high, and there is a fairy name; The water is not deep, and the dragon has spirit. " This is deeply in my heart. Walking towards the inconspicuous alley on the side of the road, the quiet breath made me relaxed and happy, as if I had left the worldly pressure behind. When I walked into an elegant restaurant, I was greeted by fragrant flowers. I was full of expectations, which made me smile.
Pushing open the heavy glass door, the aroma of coffee beans came to the nose. I took a deep breath and wanted to hide this happiness in my heart. Looking at the inconspicuous corner, the huge French windows can have a panoramic view of the courtyard, the pine trees are whispering, and the flowers are telling each other their feelings. This corner has become the best seat in my heart.
Skillfully complete the ordering action, and then quietly wait for a hot food. The first appearance is sweet and intoxicating fruit tea, with slightly sour and sweet pulp, which immediately explodes in the mouth. In an instant, the aroma of fruit spread between my teeth, and then I drank the cold fruit tea in one gulp, which was beyond words. The highlight I am most looking forward to is the scene! The cherry cake in front of me is the main reason why I have been visiting this secret restaurant. A mouthful of cherry cake, with a strong taste, melts between the teeth and hides in the heart. Sweet and sour cherry pulp intertwined, writing intoxicating music, as happy as first love. The cake with a faint scent of wine did not stimulate the taste buds, but it achieved the perfect effect of infatuation. This seamless combination is self-evident.
Food is an indispensable part of life and touches children everywhere in life. Because of this, we should cherish it even more. When you are enjoying delicious food, don't forget to thank those who make you happy. "The biggest touch in life comes from pots and pans." Cherish everything in sight, is the greatest happiness.