Stubborn youth: Don’t hold an umbrella when it rains, don’t wear more clothes when it’s cold, don’t take medicine when you’re sick, don’t let go of love. The following is the prose I collected about July. Welcome everyone to read it! Prose about July 1
Midsummer July
I am waiting for the rain in the withered fields
< p> Dark clouds rolled across the skyThe hoarse sound of crickets
The dry land
Baked into a furnace by the scorching sun
Wiping away drops of sweat< /p>
Want to escape
And hope
Moving stories are sung here
Beautiful joys and sorrows are sung here
I don’t want to disturb
The silence of this rich crop field
I prayed
Standing in the field for a long time
Waiting< /p>
A drenching rain falls in July
Drive away the sadness
I have been waiting for you for a long time to describe July essay 2
Unknowingly, It's already July. However, the weather was not as hot as expected. On the contrary, it started to rain trickling, crackling, and pattering. The air conditioner was still blowing last night, but today I have to put on a thin nightgown when sleeping.
Because of this rain, I am trapped at home. The whole day, except for going out to class, I sat in the hall and watched TV series whose endings I already knew.
Mom was annoyed by the plummeting stock market and tired, so she lay on the sofa to rest. I didn't want to disturb her, so I entered the room voluntarily and started doing the homework assigned by the teacher.
I found that I still haven’t changed. The drafts are always big, and soon they fill the whole paper, but there are really not many words. But I also feel that I have indeed changed a lot.
Maybe it’s the weather. I walked to the window and looked at the scenery outside the window that became more real and pure after the baptism of rain. The gray-black buildings, the school playground as bright as a mirror, the looming mountains, and the endless dark clouds are all reflected in my mind.
I felt a chill at the back of my head and subconsciously retracted my head. I saw only a drop of water, following the window, doing a free fall motion, and going downstairs. I looked at the water dripping down and closed the window silently.
I finished my homework in forty minutes. When I thought about it, I couldn't play basketball today and there was nothing I could do about swimming. Every year when I swim, it rains. "Should I change my name to 'Rain God'?" I joked secretly in my heart.
We all need to be good and work hard. I don't care what you have, I just know that we are the same kind of people - chase your dreams and let your dreams shine! You just have to be yourself. Don't let down the people who care about you and support you.
Let’s move forward together.
In the afternoon, I suddenly felt tired of studying and felt upset for no reason. I think of a song called "Rain in June", sung by Hu. I feel much better now, and I must be full of energy.
Only in this way can we have inexhaustible motivation!
Hehe... July, we all need to be well! Essay about July 3
The sky gradually began to drizzle
Just like my mood at this time
I vaguely think of you who I often see in my dreams
Your smile makes me unable to calm down and feel calm
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Listen carefully to the ticking sound outside the window
Like a beautiful piece of music
The past is quiet Memories meet the drizzle in harmony
We hugged each other tightly in the wind and rain
The rain in July seems to be a dream
In the dream there is you and me And that moving melody
Whispering to join the existing tacit understanding
A candle burns away all doubts
The rain in July is my love for you Love
Even though the sky is high and the sea is vast, we will live and die together
The rain in July is a colorful love
Every raindrop records that I love you in July of rain
The sky gradually began to drizzle
Just like my mood at this time
I vaguely think of you who I often see in my dreams
Your smile makes me unable to calm down
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Listen carefully to the sound of ticking outside the window
Like a beautiful piece of music
Recalling the past quietly and catering to the drizzle
We hugged each other tightly in the wind and rain
The rain in July seemed to It's a kind of dream
In the dream, there are me and you and that moving melody
Let's softly join the existing tacit understanding
A candle burns out All doubts
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The rain in July seems like a dream
In the dream, there are me and you and That touching melody
The soft voice harmonizes with the existing tacit understanding
A candle burns away all doubts
The rain in July is what I feel for you Love
Even though the sky is high and the sea is vast, we will live and die together
The rain in July is a colorful love
Every raindrop records my love for you in July Rain