Prose and poetry describing summer
summer
Let your children fly to the sky.
Not a kite
But with a long line in his hand
Every gust of wind blows
My father's thoughts drifted through the clouds.
The vicious sunshine bypassed the thin body.
Frost leaf eggplant
at present
The cicada retreated to the shade of the tree and screamed at the top of her lungs.
A look of complete schadenfreude.
The asphalt road is dragging the speeding tires.
The vehicle is full of sucking power.
Excretion of a large amount of human excrement.
The stars are hanging in the night sky
That's my baby.
Are you jumping happily?
A cruel mother put her child
It should be eggs.
Abandoned in a pond that is about to dry up.
Mixed with the ancestors of leeches and mosquitoes
Under the withered lotus leaf
There are thousands of troops in the army.
The cracked pond mud is like a bottomless black hole.
Swallow it inch by inch.
Before the storm came, the expectant midwife took advantage of it.
The cool wind blew all over the pond.
But there's no sign of the youngest son.
Dried lotus stem
Sigh at the sky ...
Prose and Poetry Describing Summer II
early summer
You appeared before I walked into you, which was very inconvenient.
When I walked beside you, you showed it boldly.
I feel that early summer can catch me off guard.
I will sit on the balcony and watch the bright sunshine.
I will also squat at the foot of the mountain and watch the flowing stream.
Beauty comes from fantasy.
You are more beautiful than sunshine.
More lingering than a stream.
I sat on the hillside and kept thinking.
Can I lie in your valley?
Listen to your heartbeat or look.
Your beautiful valley, maybe everything is self-evident.
I can only watch the flowing stream quietly.
Dreaming of beautiful magic. Is that you?
I am naked in my imagination of early summer.
Thinking about your beauty
White clouds and blue imagination in the sky
Valley of the earth and beautiful fantasy
You are a beautiful fairy in early summer.
I am Prince Charming in early summer.
We held hands side by side.
Close to early summer, the sun is shining.
Towards a brilliant vision
Prose and poetry describing summer.
It's summer now.
Put away your naivety and judgment.
Under the blue sky
A stinging sun
I can say.
It's summer now.
It's cold again at night.
Liangshan zailiang
And the burning thoughts in my heart
I have put out my hesitation.
Spring is just an imagination.
When I looked up from the cold,
I know
It was summer.
Because summer has the color of summer.
There is a summer moon in summer.
And the thunder in summer
This is a resounding wish.
Prose and Poetry in Summer IV
The charm of summer
The sound of summer
The terrace is open.
Who called me outside the yard?
Accompanied by the sound of summer humidity
In the kneading of sound
Some of my things are snuggled together.
The accumulation of three seasons
The beginning of a season
My voice is very elegant.
summer walk
Just walk into a lingering melody.
summer walk
Soften in summer
Dredge blood vessels in summer
Accept again and again
A hint of breaking through imprisonment
Accumulated in my heart again and again.
The language to be spoken
Eager to get lost in summer
I forgot my way when I came.
Listen, Summer.
This stumbling man.
How to sigh
Planting trees in summer
When the palm is wet
I crawl on the grass in summer.
plant trees
A head
Use one's own branches
The wind blows the leaves
tree
A head
A tree that grew up in a hug
Tears in the canopy
Bury a sigh under the root of a tree
The middle part of the tree
It is a desire for people.
Disappear during the day
Plant trees at night
Under the starlight and the new moon.
Trees are planted in summer.
I learned argot.
Just by shaking the branches
Express one's thoughts
Lake in summer
There is a kind of happiness called being conquered.
There is a feeling called walking on the road.
There is a season called summer.
There is a beautiful lake called summer.
Lake in summer
Quiet is almost silent.
Lake in summer
It's beautiful and almost looks up.
Take a walk by the lake
The lake is rippling in various ways.
swim in the lake
Like stroking your skin.
summer
Make the lake mysterious
Swim for a while
Talking fish
summer
Let the lake grass flourish
Have some desires
And desire.
summer
Make the lake charming.
Women are swimming by the lake.
Like a fairy from heaven.
summer walk
The light is moving forward
Light attracts light.
Another lake overflowed.
Constitute another kind of beauty
In fact, what is deliberately pursued.
Has long since disappeared.
Whether it's summer
Or winter?
Prose and Poetry in Summer V
farewell to summer
farewell to summer
Give your heart to autumn in summer.
Turn her into fruit
All the memories
It's all in there.
Autumn makes summer drunk.
Turn green into purple.
There is still a pool of autumn water.
But be quiet
For example, a girl of 18 years old
Pure and clear eyes
The lost dragonfly
Delicate flowers.
And the lingering love that summer.
Are concentrated in the seeds.
Waiting for the next summer
Prose and poetry describing summer.
summer
Pu Yuyao
Gentle wind
Send away the lively swallows.
Plumes of sunshine
Ushered in a youthful summer.
Look at that.
Corner vine
Li Tang An Baili
Try to stretch up.
The rain washed away the whole city.
But they can't wash it away.
Rotating forest
How many people are holding hands?
Muddy path
How many people fell and got up again?
It is the struggle of pedestrians that burns the summer.
Or does the enthusiasm of summer make the world better?
Prose and Poetry Describing Summer VII
Waiting for you, in summer
Dreams can't be round forever
Moreover, the moon is also lacking.
But our dreams are too round.
Meet again
It has been more than ten years.
Waiting for you in summer
Middle-aged me
It's like returning to the first love of youth.
Like a monotonous cicada
I've thought about it many times.
Seeing you has nothing to choke on.
Alone with you by the lake
The heart is like water wrinkled by the wind.
Interwoven eyes
I have read and understood all the connotations.
There is no need to pursue the past.
Don't sigh and complain.
Which spring has no residual winter?
Which summer has no rainy days?
Mature bitterness can produce sweetness.
There is one person worth missing.
This is also a happy emotion.
Shake it gently.
Peace to each other.
In your heart and mine.
A private area where feelings are stored.
Even though we will never be together.
But the midsummer sunshine
It's still brilliant here
Seven selected essays and poems about summer;
★ Classic prose poems describing summer nights
★ Prose poems about early summer
★ Ancient prose poems about summer
★ Selected Prose Poems about Summer
★ Praise ten beautiful poems in spring, summer, autumn and winter.
★ Appreciation of classic prose
★ Appreciation of Poets' Beautiful Writing: Poets in Summer
★ Prose poems describing spring, summer, autumn and winter
★ Excerpts from Beautiful Prose
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