Poetry describing summer vacation

Introduction to the article Summer vacation is so fun. No school, no homework, everyone has fun. The following poems about summer vacation, I hope you will like it. A colorful summer life

Summer vacation life is colorful,

it is like a rainbow,

beautiful,

full of color.

Some children think;

It is red.

The red that shines with the hot radiance of the sun;

The red that burns with the bright flame of the stove;

The red that overflows with the fragrant roses of the fertile soil ;

The red color shown by children’s eagerness to learn?

Some children think;

It is blue.

The blue washed by the gurgling water of the creek;

The blue photographed by the majestic tide of the sea;

Painted with the rich ink of colored pens The blue reflected in the clear summer sky;

The blue reflected in the clear summer sky?

Some children think;

It is yellow.

The yellow that shines from the golden rice of the summer harvest;

The yellow that shines from the plump grains of corn;

The yellow that shines from the heavy fruits of the pear tree Yellow;

The yellow color made from the bulging belly of the pumpkin?

Some children think;

It is green.

The green from the tall trees in the forest;

The green from the tough grass in the meadow;

The green from the fragrant tea leaves of the mountains and rivers;

The green emanating from the tender green seedlings of the terraced fields?

Summer vacation is red and full of enthusiasm;

Summer vacation is blue and full of vitality;

Summer vacation is yellow, full of fruits;

Summer vacation is green, full of vitality?

Summer vacation life is a rainbow, full of colors! Chapter 2 Summer

All summer long we have been listening to one cicada

Singing a love song with its beautiful high notes

Another cicada flew over

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So they love and love

Love in the sun, love in the starry night

Love in the last moment of life

This summer we are deeply Deeply touched

?Life is too beautiful and too short?

But because we have loved, sang and flown

we have no regrets

Let the whimpering wind

be sad alone

We exist, we laugh, Chapter 3 "Time"

A thousand years slowly float here

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Day after day

Year after year

Century after century

Century after century

Thousand years after Drifting away slowly

One century after another

Then another century

Year after year

Day after day

< p> Time is better than this

Children grow up in ignorance

Old people leave in deepness

Still holding flowers and smiling in the season

Flowers Never Bloomed

I Never Came Four Summers

Throughout the summer we have been listening to a cicada

with its beautiful high notes

< p> Singing a love song

Another cicada flew over

So they loved and loved

Love in the sun, love in the starry night

Love is at the last moment of life

We were deeply moved this summer

? Life is too beautiful and too short?

But because I have loved , sang and flown

We have no regrets

Let the whimpering wind

mourn alone

We exist, we laugh 5 "The Wind of Summer"

The blazing sun

The blue sky

Afternoon

Walking on the street

< p> A wave of heat rushed towards me

With long-lost greetings

With fire-like enthusiasm

Melting the heart

Melting The ice cream in my hand

The summer wind

It’s so willful

Whether you love it or not

In the alley, at the beach, The jungle is in the grassland

At every step

It will bring fire-like greetings Chapter 6 Holidays

Holidays are a heart that is as eager to return as an arrow.

I booked my ticket home early,

I was afraid I wouldn’t be able to catch the fastest trip home;

The big bed in the room during the holidays,

You can sleep until your sleep breaks out,

and no one wakes you up;

Holidays are a time of rich home-cooked meals,

Even if you I gained ten pounds,

and I couldn’t stop;

During the holidays, my friends made an appointment,

to play a hearty football match,

< p> It doesn’t matter if you lose or win;

The holiday is like that flickering meteor,

It flies by in the blink of an eye,

Is the holiday really short?