Selected Prose Poems in Summer _ Prose Poems Describing Summer (2)

Selected Prose Poems in Summer: The Taste of Summer Morning

Summer, that's it, that's it. Dawn is getting earlier and earlier, and summer mornings are quiet.

The first ray of sunshine, with warmth, shines obliquely on the glass window. Open the window, and a fresh and naughty wind blows from Xia Feng. The cheerful and clear songs of birds in the distance awakened the silent summer morning.

Looking out of the window, the blue sky, trees and flowers are all happy and joyful. Go out to do morning exercises. Breathe fresh air and enjoy relaxation. Looking for the breath of summer morning.

The smell of summer morning is in the mountains.

Step on the grass and walk into the mountains. Trees are interlaced and flowers are in full bloom. Bees buzz and butterflies fly. Birds are singing and flowers are fragrant. The morning sun shines on the leaves and grass through the branches. A flock of sparrows flew by, breaking the silence of the mountain forest and unfolding a beautiful ink painting.

The smell of summer morning, in the rice fields.

The land where wheat is quietly sown enjoys the temperature of summer sunshine, and dense flowers bloom around, red, yellow and pink. Put on the coat of rice fields. Every flower has its own posture and appearance, and every flower jumps happily. Xia Feng blew, and the leaves danced with the petals, like a lake. I can't tell whether it's rice or flowers.

The smell of summer morning, by the lake.

Far low, I saw the pavilion, walked to the front, and the lake rippled. In the early morning of summer, the sun is suitable and the wind is beautiful. Fish are swimming around in the lake, all red. The aquatic plants growing by the lake poked their heads out and smiled. Birds in the tree flew around, and short branches fell into the lake, making the lake turn round and round. Fish scrambled to find food and broke the quiet lake. The clarity of the water makes it fragrant, mixed with flowers, and it comes to my face.

The vegetable garden is filled with the smell of summer morning.

Walking through a large vegetable garden, green peppers, purple eggplant, green beans, coriander and cucumber. In the early morning of summer, the leaves are covered with dew, the sun shines down and there is a faint fragrance. It smells of vegetables, flowers and sunshine.

The smell of summer morning permeates the mountains, lakes, rice fields and vegetable gardens.

The water drops on petals and leaves roll, roll and slide with the wind and become watermarks. The morning sun shone on them through the cracks in the Woods, and in a short time, the watermark turned into different colors in the blink of an eye.

This is the smell of summer morning.

Selected Prose Poems on Summer: Notes on Summer

First of all, the summer wind

In summer, listen to the sound of the wind and listen to your own voice.

The summer wind is not as warm as the spring breeze, as cold as the autumn wind, nor as cold as the winter wind. Xia Feng is a beautiful melody. Standing in the wind, listening to the sound of summer breeze is crisp and pleasant.

The wind in summer is the leaves in the sun and the fragrance of Sophora japonica in the evening. If spring breeze is breeze, Xia Feng is naughty. Floating on the girl's skirt, like flowers. The wind blew under the banyan tree and lifted the children's laughter. The summer wind, with the fragrance of flowers, floats on the girl's long hair, swaying like a willow, graceful.

The wind in summer is warm and comfortable. I like iced tea and sweet ice cream. Cool and naughty.

The summer wind is blowing thick green, and flowers are blooming on the uphill. This is the music from the wind. Birds are singing in the mountains, and streams are beating on the rocks. The beauty of summer, the heat of summer, listen to the wind of summer, and keep cool. A coolness, floating in the wind, smells of flowers.

Sitting in the car, through the window, the wind is blowing in Xia Feng, which is very cool. The music in the car sounds leisurely. Through the window, the prosperity of the city, the noise of the crowd.

The most beautiful thing is to listen to Xia Feng.

The wind in summer is not like the lingering of spring breeze, the coldness of autumn wind and the roar of winter wind. Summer wind, like naughty children, like relaxed music. Take an antique, calligraphy-printed folding fan, fan it at will, recite poems and write lyrics, and it is elegant and leisurely. Make a cup of tea and let friends get together.

The wind in summer is pleasant and cool, naughty and relaxed. Listen to Xia Feng and feel the mood.

The summer wind is the fragrance of Sophora japonica. In the face of Xia Feng, the fragrance came to my face. It's the smell of flowers, it's the smell of summer. The hot sun shone on the ground through the gap between branches, cool and faint. It is long, small and gentle, drawing beautiful patterns, accompanied by natural songs.

The most beautiful wind is the summer wind.

Second, the notes of summer waves.

Summer is here, and I really want to see the sea.

Shall we go to see the sea together this summer? Let go of a busy day and keep busy every day. Take a vacation for yourself, meet friends and go to the seaside together.

How beautiful the sea is! Looking from a distance, it is endless and connected with the sky. The waves beat briskly, seagulls sang and beat the waves, standing quietly by the sea, watching the waves recede and meet again. The sea breeze is accompanied by waves, fresh and refreshing.

The waves are naughty and cheerful in the embrace of the sea. Tired and busy, forget all about it, relax.

The sea is blue, the sky is blue, and the sky and the sea are connected. On the sea, you can see white sails and sails floating in the wind.

Layers of waves, coming up and going down for a while. The sea played a symphony, broad and beautiful. Like a note, it gets higher and louder, from far to near, and then there is no sound. Listen carefully, the waves extend far away, and the notes drift away with them. The high notes are hammering, like thunder. The bass of the notes is played like a cello, which makes people think and be quiet. The smell of sea water is floating in the wind, which is intoxicating.

The wind caresses the skirt of the sea, and the sun warms the sea. Under the blue sky and sunshine, the sea is elegant and moist. The sea is humming, and the air is filled with the smell of the sea. The beach moistened her cheeks under the touch of the sea. Looking at the sea in front of me, hugging each other under the blue sky, breathing the air of the sea, listening to the sound of waves beating against rocks and beaches, the notes are so beautiful that I forget myself and everything. The waves are layer by layer, row by row, row by row.

Listening to the notes of the waves and looking at the sea, my mood is difficult to calm down and my thoughts are scattered with the wind.

The wind of the waves, the sunshine by the sea, the water by the sea, my heart flies with the waves, and the laughter of friends around me echoes.

Facing the sea, tears fell down. Bibo Wan Li, where the sea meets the sky, is magnificent, enjoying the beautiful scenery, quiet and beautiful.

Let's listen to the notes of the waves quietly and stay in the picture.

Third, the voice of nature.

Go into nature and enjoy it. Silence is a kind of music, and nature has given us a gift in a mysterious way. Stay in nature, have a space, hold your breath and listen to the voice of nature. Nature has a unique mystery and unique beauty. Go into nature, listen quietly, feel nature, experience nature, listen attentively, get close to nature and feel the beauty of nature.

Summer sunshine, through the mountains, shines on the grass. Eyes full of green, cracks flashing sunshine. Looking up, I couldn't open my eyes and heard birds singing in the branches. Summer is green, with leaves, grass and tree trunks covered with annual rings everywhere. Summer is golden, sunny, bright, hot and warm. Summer is red, and flowers are blooming everywhere. Summer is blue, blue sky, blue lagoon.

Walking into the Woods, under the shade, the scorching sun was covered by leaves. The leaves are leisurely and carefree in the wind, fluttering and carefree. The summer wind is blowing, which is very cool. Butterflies are flying around on the grass, surrounded by smiling petals. From a distance, I can't tell where a butterfly is and where a flower is. Flowers are in butterflies, and butterflies are hidden in flowers. Birds fly over the branches, leaves fall on the soil, and the soil is gently blown up and down by the summer wind, drifting through the fragrance of the soil.

Walking on the grass, soft, rustling sound. That's the grass welcoming pedestrians. The grass poked its head out and hummed softly. Under the sunshine, in the embrace of trees, the grassland is carefree, clear and faint, with birds singing and flowers fragrant, comfortable and quiet. Stop and enjoy the beautiful scenery. The lush trees set off the blue sky and white clouds. Accompanied by natural birds and insects, look far away and listen to the sounds of nature. Breeze blowing, the sound of running water, summer flowers. It is the harmony of the forest and the singing of the grass. Thoughts flow like water, mountains and rivers are thinking, and that is the note of nature.

Walk across the grass and come to the stream. Streams flowing, cheerful melody. Fish are wandering in the clear river. The stones at the bottom of the stream emerged from the water, leaving an arc. Throw a piece of mud into the water and the fish will come. They are all red and have big tails. They are looking for food or playing. Dragonflies flew over and landed on the bare grass. A closer look shows that the dragonfly's wings are flapping happily. In the blink of an eye, the dragonfly flew elsewhere.

Listen to the voice of nature, true and beautiful. Calm down, throw yourself into impetuousness and have less troubles. Listen carefully, listen carefully, and have a good impression. The beauty and voice of nature. Open your heart, go into nature, experience with your heart, and draw with a pen. Wonderful, great and magical nature. In summer, let's take a vacation for our mood, listen to nature and listen to the sounds of nature. That is the most beautiful sound, the purest and the most touching. Feel life and nature.

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