Modern poems about summer include "Summer Wind", "Summer" and "Summer is Over".
1. "Summer Wind".
The blazing sun, the blue sky, walking on the street in the afternoon, a wave of heat rushes towards you. With long-lost greetings and fire-like enthusiasm, it melts the heart and melts the ice cream in the hand. The summer wind is so willful, whether you love it or not, it is in the alley, the seaside, the jungle or the grassland. At every step it brings a greeting of fire.
2. "Summer".
The breeze blows across the face, bringing a message of green. When the hot summer comes, the mountains are green; the water is green; even the wind with a warm breath is green. The fragrance of spring flowers is gone, and a different kind of beauty is ushered in, a beautiful woman wearing a skirt holding a small flower umbrella. On campus, in parks, and on the streets, there are groups of people walking, chatting, and playing.
3. "Summer is Over".
The summer has passed. Goodbye, that period of fanaticism remains an unforgettable memory in my heart. A fireball hung high, drying up the water in the body and making the body hot with thirst. Devouring the ice cubes with big mouthfuls, I felt a rare sadness in my heart. When you are in a fiery furnace, your whole body is steaming. What can you use to replenish the lost nutrients? Summer has passed, the fire has gradually subsided, and the lightning, thunder, and storms that once were there are now coming. The irritable personality appears gentle, and the glory that is at its peak disappears so quickly, and will be blown away by the bleak autumn wind until winter. All things in the heat wave are unbearable, burying fanaticism and emptiness in their hearts.