high summer
Wan Li is clear, Wan Li is cloudless, and the sun is roasting the earth; A south wind blew, and a heat wave rolled up from the ground, which was suffocating. Weeds can't resist the sun exposure, and the leaves are rolled into thin strips. Whenever in the afternoon, people always feel tired easily, just like just waking up, feeling groggy and unwilling to move. Even the birds in the Woods are resting in the trees with their mouths open, and they are too lazy to fly out for food. Jin Jingmai's Song of Ouyang Hai
The midsummer sun shines on the head of Shinxiong's Hanguguan, and the fish on the roof and the phoenix rising in Ran Ran on the closed hole seem to be breathing.
There are several poplars outside the pass, and the dense leaves have turned into white-hot brilliance in the air. Countless cicadas are screaming wearily.
On the burning earth, there is only one shadow under these poplars.
Guo Moruo's history under the entry barrier
The eucalyptus leaves are swaying, the mature rice fields are golden, and occasionally there is a taro field, which is as green as a drop of oil; A few lychees appear on the roadside from time to time, and the heavy fruits gradually turn red in the cicada sound. What a colorful midsummer picture!
Qin Mu's Gambling.
The scorching sun in August is like a fire umbrella. At noon, the sky is dazzling, like a big hot white iron plate. The twigs of weeping willows on the roadside are motionless, the shadows of trees shrink into a ball, and the leaves covered with dust roll painfully. The asphalt pavement has also been softened by the sun. Looking into the distance, there seems to be a transparent steam rising on the quiet and deserted road.
Wang Xinji's Soul Return
On a road on the west side of Shoushan Mountain, there is nothing disturbing at this time. Although the fiery red sun has not yet come directly, the sand on the road seems to be shining; It's steaming, it's in the air, and the power of summer is everywhere. Many dogs stick out their tongues, and even crows in trees pant with their mouths open-but there are exceptions. In the distance, there was a faint sound of two copper lamps colliding, which reminded people of sour plum soup. It felt chilly, but the lazy and monotonous metallic sound interspersed, making the silence more profound.
Lu Xun's "Showing the Public"
Summer weather, fiery sunshine, sweeping away crystal dew in the morning, ruling the universe until after dusk, what a heavy and boring time! Under this oppression, people seem to lose their active vitality lazily, especially in the afternoon, which is even more terrible; The pebbles lying on the road emit tireless sounds and scorching heat. At this time, in that small garden, Phalaenopsis hung her head drunk and lit red roses; It is all because of the terrible light and heat that they are exhausted, but only the gold and silver vines hidden in the leafy vines bloom very luxuriantly. When the sultry Xia Feng passes by, it will blow those strong medicinal incense into the open door facing the courtyard.
Lu Yin's ivory ring
This summer, the weather is particularly hot. Although Xiling township is a mountainous township, it is sultry during the day. You're naked and wearing only shorts, and you're still sweating. It was not until sunset in the evening that the wind blew from the northern dry mountain. The wind was cold and smelled of wormwood and turpentine.
Ren Dalin's Cricket
It hasn't rained a drop for two weeks; The milky light fog permeates the air and hangs over the trees in the distance; From there, it smells like burning. Many dark clouds float leisurely in the blue sky and climb slowly; The strong dry wind keeps blowing, but it can't keep away the summer heat.
Turgenev's aristocratic home (Russia)
July has passed, followed by "Xia Yue". It seems natural to see the lovers in the Tabri factory so enthusiastic and especially want to compete with them. The air in this place, which used to be very fresh in spring and early summer, has become stagnant and sleepy. Strong breathing always presses on them; At noon, the whole earth seems to have fainted. The higher slopes on the grassland are all yellowed by the scorching sun like Ethiopia, but the water plants here still have a bright green grass color.
Hardy's Tess of the D 'Urbervilles
Late summer
The sun shone through the dense leaves of elm trees and cast shadows on the ground. The south wind in late summer and early autumn brought the new fragrance of wheat and wormwood. Late summer and early autumn in northern Manchuria are beautiful seasons and the best days of the year. The weather is neither too cold nor too hot, and there is still some cyan in the field, so people are not too busy.
Zhou Libo's storm
As soon as the storm stopped, Huang Chen rested on the ground. Yellow Shagangzi, like a dead dragon, lies on the grassland. In late summer, the sun emerged from behind a thin cloud like bluestone, like throwing countless fireballs from the air, and rolled down on the grassland, almost burning everything on the grassland. Willow trees by the river, hanging leaves, and wild chrysanthemums with low heads just in full bloom also wrinkle their petals and shrink under the green grass. It's so hot that people can hardly breathe.
Shagangzi seems to be angry. On the sand slope, the young shepherd climbed up alone. He climbed for a while, sat up to catch his breath and continued to climb. He climbed to the top of the sand dune barefoot on the hot beach. The sand he pushed was like a trickle of river water, making a low "scattering" sound and flowing down the hillside.
Ulan Bagan's The Fire of Starting a prairie fire
It's refreshing to walk in the fields after the heavy rain in summer. Frogs in the pond kept barking, and with the singing of cicadas, the troubles had already vanished.