The cicada blew its horn early in the morning, and the heat wave began to hit. The silent trees evaporated their thoughts. For example, I put the distant scenery in a farther place through the window.
Looking for summer
Along the mountain road leading to Gua Tian, Guotian released some sweat and tears, asked the earth and extracted from it. It was fun. At night, are you still willing to be lonely? The neon lights in the city are flashing. It is cool to visit the water. Under the big banyan tree at the head of the rural village, there are people enjoying the cool. Where is summer? This is your wish, not to come to you in summer, but to look for it.
Summer is coming.
Willow holding hands, walking in the sunset. The wretched worm stood up, let's go, summer is coming.