The first article: Summer flowers are beautiful and fragrant, with the fallen leaves of Qiu Meng and fairy tales.
I can't get rid of Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden.
We sat in the dream of spring and thought
Is Xia Meng like this?
When the maple leaves are red, the feelings are full.
The friendship between fallen leaves and roots is so long.
I am not a grain in the autumn wind.
But a plant in your summer dream.
The most beautiful flower tree
Flowers in summer are beautiful and fragrant.
The elephant hangs brightly on my branch.
You are the most beautiful flower in summer.
Blooming in my beautiful greenhouse
The second part: rotating adhesive tape in wet summer
Hold the dark clouds
An old song
careless
Melted her heart.
Glass roof
Raindrops play freely.
Put down the bookmark
Trapped in an accident
push the window open
Wet my scenery.
Blue brick roof tile
The warmth of cool colors
Arranged
Wet waiting
haze
involve
The dream of the whole season
Article 3: Are you the most beautiful scenery? No one can compare with you in the coming summer trip.
because
You have wind and rain.
Violent earthquake
You have an electric spark.
thunder and lightning
You have green leaves and branches.
Biboxi
You have a sunny day.
be bubbling with enthusiasm
You want to dance the Hua Hudie.
Soft and charming
The most beautiful scenery all year round.
You cut them one by one.
Exquisite exhibition
It's good to say that you are strong-willed
Call you straightforward.
Say you're open. No problem.
Only you
In order to get rid of the heavy feeling of fit.
Only you
In order to stay away from thinness.
Accompanied by bursts of body fragrance
Elegant integration in the morning and evening
A bottomless heart
The distance is getting smaller and smaller
Closer and closer, more and more urgent.
Because it has been peeled off.
In the long-term dust flow
Multilayer packaging
Warm all the love.
(early) morning
Standing under your scenery
Listen to the cock crow and the dog crow.
dusk
Walk through your scenery
See the sunset glow
Surrounded by a net
thriving and prosperous
It's beautiful to enjoy the scenery here alone.
Mo Yan, there is no way.
be as happy as a lark
Because of colorful you.
long time ago
I can't help it
I can only sing praises.
Chapter 4: In summer, some scenery was lost before I woke up.
I clearly feel a party.
Passion is in my bones, generate.
It's a midsummer afternoon
Willow branches hanging from the water.
Stir up a circle of ripples quietly
Full of worries
Swim quietly and selflessly in the water
Such a season
Maybe you really need to hold up an affectionate umbrella.
Put those crazy passions
Don't hold an umbrella.
To avoid the idea of burning
Dare not touch those lost clouds again.
Moonlight scattered in Shan Ye
It's always a little late.
I seem to have forgotten the agreement with the stream.
Tears in summer
Start talking about the heartache after forgetting.
When all this happened inadvertently.
My haggard face was covered with tears.
A glass of hard liquor.
Caught off guard, it slipped down a dry throat.
Those words that sneak into your mouth
Finally forgot
What kind of posture should it continue to appear?
This summer
Chapter 5: Early morning in summer
Cicadas blow their horns.
heat wave
Start pouring in
A still tree
Transpiration empties the mind.
Because I
The distant scenery is separated by windows.
Put it further away.
Chapter 6: Xia Feng on the trestle, blowing over the sea level, the waves beat against the coast.
Seagulls flapped their wings across the coastline.
The trestle bridge caught my eye like a beautiful picture.
The ship in the distance was smoking plumes of smoke.
The fisherman who closed his net was flushed by the sunset.
You bury your head in my chest.
The breeze is blowing in your hair.
Wrapped around my fingertips, like plucking a string.
Yi Yi's pitying and intoxicated eyes
In the summer of trestle bridge, I suddenly look back on my attachment.
Rainy horizon
A rainbow seems to have fallen into the sea.
You and I sat back to back by the trestle.
Look at the other side of the sea
You ask me which is bluer, the sky or the sea?
I said that only you are the bluest in my heart.
You choked and said that you really enjoyed being with me.
Tears blurred my eyes.
I really want to fly away with you in my life.
So that you will never feel lonely again.
Until the old day.
We will still fall.
Walk hand in hand to the trestle.
Recall our past.
Chapter 7: How much courage does it take to shed leaves in summer?
Comfort the fallen leaves in summer.
The protector of this flower and the friend of the fruit.
Falling and heartbreaking
The beating summer rain is busy whispering.
I vaguely heard his crying voice.
A fallen leaf enters May.
Is to walk into the end of the dream
How many leaves were there before the autumn harvest?
Too late for happiness and too early for pain.
It is also unbearable for a longing heart.
The thought of my favorite tears
Who is forgotten in summer and who is forgotten?
Standing in the rain, the sun sets.
Is there any reason to drift away?
Let the beauty and joy of the past smell like mud.
When some leaves are greener and fresher
The other leaves have no choice but to fall.
Facing the lingering branches and seasons
How many years has no one told you?
Those brothers who are both leaves and travel far.
Where did you go and where did you scatter?
Can't see the wind and rain blowing.
And the hardships of not talking to people.
A rain, ah, a light rain.
Took away the happiness at your fingertips.
The appointment of youth drifts with the years.
Leaves falling in summer, you must understand.
Not all leaves are suitable for autumn.
There is a sweet and mature autumn harvest.