It's still hot at night and at noon.
The dense insects are singing in the deep bamboo forest, not the wind, but the coolness.
Poetic:
At noon in summer, the weather is hot, and it is still so hot at night. Open the door and stand in the moonlight for a while. At this time, in the bamboo forest and trees in the distance, there was the chirping of insects; A burst of coolness came. However, this is not the wind, maybe it is the tranquility and coolness of nature.