It's summer, and the cool breeze gently passes through the world, soothing the hot floating dust. Let's take a look at writing summer essays with me. Writing essays in summer Part 1:
My heart is quite restless these days. Sitting in the yard to enjoy the cool tonight, I suddenly remembered the lotus pond that I walked through every day. In the light of this full moon, it should look different. The moon gradually rose, and the children's laughter on the road outside the wall was no longer audible; My wife is patting Leap in the room, humming a sleep song in a daze. I quietly put on a big shirt and took the door out.
along the lotus pond, there is a small winding cinder road. This is a secluded road; Few people walk during the day, and the night is even lonelier. Around the lotus pond, there are many trees, which are lush. On one side of the road, there are some willows and some trees with unknown names. On a moonless night, the road is gloomy and a little scary. Tonight is very good, although the moonlight is still faint.
I was alone on the road, walking around with my hands behind my back. This piece of heaven and earth seems to be mine; I also like to go beyond my usual self and go to another world. I love to be lively and calm; Love to live in groups and love to be alone. Like tonight, a person can think of anything and think of nothing under this boundless moon, and he feels like a free person. What must be done during the day and what must be said can be ignored now. This is the beauty of being alone; I'll just enjoy the boundless moonlight of lotus fragrance.
on the winding lotus pond, I look forward to the leaves of Tian Tian. The leaves are high out of the water, like a graceful dancer's skirt. Among the layers of leaves, some white flowers are dotted sporadically, some are blooming gracefully, and some are shy with buds; Just like a pearl, like a star in a blue sky, like a beauty who just came out of the bath. When the breeze passed by, it sent wisps of fragrance, like a faint song on a tall building in the distance. At this time, the leaves and flowers also trembled a little, like lightning, and passed across the lotus pond in an instant. The leaves were close to each other side by side, so there was a clear wave mark. Under the leaves is the flowing water, which is covered and can't see some colors; And the leaves are more exposed to the wind.
the moonlight is like running water, quietly pouring down on this leaf and flower. A thin blue mist floated in the lotus pond. Leaves and flowers seem to be washed in milk; It's like a dream in a gauze cage. Although it is a full moon, there is a faint cloud in the sky, so it can't shine; But I think this is just the benefit-a deep sleep is indispensable, and a nap is also unique. The moonlight shone through the trees, and the bushes in the high places dropped jagged and mottled shadows, but they seemed to be painted on the lotus leaves. The moonlight in the pond is uneven, but the light and shadow have a harmonious melody, such as a famous song played on the Vatican.
The four sides of the lotus pond are far and near, and the trees are high and low, but the willows are the most. These trees surround a lotus pond; Only on the side of the path, there are some gaps, which seem to be specially left for the moonlight. One example of tree color is cloudy, which looks like a cloud of smoke at first glance; But the abundance of willows can be recognized in the smoke. There are distant mountains in the treetops, which are only a little careless. There are also one or two lights leaking through the cracks in the trees. It is the eyes of those who are thirsty to sleep that are listless. At this time, the most lively things are cicadas in the trees and frogs in the water; But what is lively is theirs, and I have nothing.
I suddenly remembered the matter of picking lotus. Lotus picking is an old custom in Jiangnan, which seems to have existed for a long time, but it flourished in the Six Dynasties, which can be roughly known from the poems. The lotus-pickers are teenage girls, who go there swinging boats and singing colourful songs. Needless to say, there are a lot of lotus pickers, and there are people who watch lotus pickers. It was a lively season and a romantic season. It is well said in the poem "Lotus Picking Fu" by Emperor Yuan of Liang:
So the demon boy and girl rowed the boat, saying: [Beneficial bird] made the first Xu Hui and passed on the feather cup; I will move and the algae will hang, and the ship will move and open. Erqi slim waist bundle element, delay gu bu; After the beginning of summer and the end of spring, the leaves are tender and the flowers are early. I am afraid of touching the petticoats and smiling, and I am afraid of tilting the boat and gathering it.
you can see what it was like to play at that time. This is really interesting, but it's a pity that we have no happiness now.
Then I remembered the sentence in "Xizhou Qu":
Picking lotus in Nantang in autumn, the lotus is over the head; Low head Fiddle the lotus seed in the water, the lotus seed is as green as the lake.
If there are lotus pickers tonight, the lotus here will be considered "over the head"; It is impossible to see only some shadows of running water. This makes me really miss Jiangnan. -thinking like this, I suddenly looked up and felt that it was my own door; Gently push the door and go in, there is no sound, and my wife has been asleep for a long time. Essay on Summer II:
It seems that the heat in Wuhan in summer is well known. How hot is it? How hot is it? How uncomfortable is the heat? Wuhan people are not as expressive as outsiders. Yu Guangyuan, a famous economist, asked me: Is it hot in summer in Wuhan now? I answered: hot. Mr. Yu Guangyuan said, How hot is it? I answered: the high temperature of 42 degrees Celsius lasted for several weeks.
Mr. Yu Guangyuan smiled and shook his head, telling a story: In the summer of 1956, Mr. Yu Guangyuan was invited to give a lecture in Wuhan. Among the three towns in Wuhan, Wuchang is cooler, with a huge East Lake and dozens of colleges and universities, and their campuses are all green, so Wuchang is cooler than Hankou Hanyang. The report will be arranged in Wuchang. At that time, there was generally no air conditioning in the auditorium, and there were not many electric fans, and the hot air was still blown out, so the report was arranged outdoors. When it was time to give a talk, Mr. Yu Guangyuan saw that it was in the swimming pool of East Lake. Mr. Yu Guangyuan was sitting on the edge of the swimming pool, talking, and the people listening to the report were all standing in the swimming pool. It's a good listener, but Mr. Yu Guangyuan is the only one who is hot. Mr. Yu Guangyuan has traveled all over the world, and now he is over eighty years old. The hottest experience he has experienced is this time in Wuhan.
Another friend, a northerner, was unfortunately sent to Wuhan on business in summer. I was afraid of the heat in Wuhan before I left, so I asked Wuhan people where it would be cooler to live in Wuhan. He was told that if he couldn't afford to stay in a big hotel on business, he'd better stay in a guest house by the Yangtze River, which is always cooler. When my friend came to Wuhan, he found a guest house on the edge of the Yangtze River. At night, it's hot and stuffy, and people lie down for a moment, and there is a person's imprint on the straw mat, which is sweaty. The electric fan was turned on, and the hot air scalded the noodles, so we had to turn it off, and it was painful to toss and turn all night.
The next night, my friend was so tired that he came to the edge of the Yangtze River and saw that the river was full of people enjoying the cool. He also tried to sit down, but it was still terribly hot and there were mosquito bites. In desperation, a friend used his quick wits: go to sleep in the Yangtze River. A friend found a piece of rope, connected his belt, tied one end to the iron anchor on the river bank, and put one end around his neck. People sat in the river and exposed their nostrils on the water surface to breathe, so that they could take a few naps in a daze. After dawn, my friend, desperate, fled north in a hurry.
From then on, when it comes to summer in Wuhan, it is like talking about tigers, and it will inevitably change color. He will never come to Wuhan in summer in his life, no matter what. Essay on summer 3:
The hot summer has arrived, and the sun is like a freshly baked sweet potato, which burns the earth red and hot, even letting go of all kinds of small creatures: people are sweating like rain, dogs spit out their tongues all day long to dissipate heat, making a haha sound, and flowers are tanned like firewood. Everyone is wearing short-sleeved shorts and holding fans in their hands. Still can't resist the power of the sun.
The trees have changed from their bare appearance to dense branches and leaves. In full of green, adults are sitting under its arms playing chess and chatting, while children are skipping around it, and cicadas on the trees are busy with singing competitions. The whole park is full of sweet insects, "Gee! Gee! ""hey! At first, it was the sound of this tree, and after a while, the insects on that tree were chirping, forming the sound of nature in the summer afternoon.
When you come to the seaside, you can see the waves blossoming like the magnificent wonders when Xianglong appeared. Some people on the beach are playing volleyball, some are building sand castles, and some are sunbathing. The whole coast shows a harmonious scene, and you can soak in the icy and cool water when you are tired of playing.
When it comes to summer nights, people will definitely think of the starry night sky and the white Milky Way ... What a beautiful artistic conception. When the night comes, you might as well look up and savor the feeling of bathing under the starry sky, and you can also find another style of summer!
In hot summer, besides enjoying the cool air, playing with water and watching the stars, it is also a good choice to do what you want while blowing air-conditioning indoors. Summer is a hot and terrible season, with typhoons that make people smell terrible and thunderous thunderstorms, but it still has a good side after all. It makes everything in the world full of vitality and makes trees grow more luxuriantly. In a word, summer is a sunny and changeable season.