Chapter 1: A modern poem about summer, favorite seasonal summer.
I like beautiful spring,
Lively and naughty, dressed beautifully;
Peach blossom face and apricot eyes,
Put on one,
A winter jasmine dress;
The dimples are full of honey,
Camellia enriches her attractive red lips.
I like rich autumn,
Rouman's mature charm;
A red-faced apple,
A face with pears;
Put on one,
A pleated skirt dyed with red leaves in Xiangshan;
With gentle eyes,
The golden hair swayed with intoxicating fragrance.
I like the sacred winter,
Beautiful and elegant, jade and ice are clear;
Three strokes of plum blossom dance stunning talent,
Under the icy ice
Hidden warmth;
Wear a dress
A cheongsam decorated with snowflakes and snow lotus;
She sang the lyrics of the Song Dynasty,
The delicate heart took away the soul that understood her.
My favorite season is hot summer.
Lotus is her hot figure,
The burning phoenix flower is her fiery eyes;
This lake is full of romance,
Rivers are full of passion;
She was naked,
Raise blue satin as a flying flag;
Boil summer water enthusiastically,
The whirring of air rotating flame;
Tears fell like rain and burst its banks,
Refreshing lightning;
Spring, summer, autumn and winter let me bang,
Only you let the sunshine pass through my veins!
Chapter two: the taste of summer, a modern poem about summer.
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Peach blossom queen
One hot attack is better than the other.
More sweat disappeared out of thin air.
Joan, stop all my noise and anxiety.
Moonlight in Yiwan Lotus Pond
Returning, my most original yearning.
The lotus leaves in my memory began to smell fragrant.
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The taste of village
Fresh and quiet
Surrounded by lush trees
The breeze is blowing and cicadas are hiding.
At this moment, how pure the world is!
Pastoral, flowing water, cooking smoke
Simple and beautiful.
sunset
The shepherd boy's piccolo is elegant and ancient.
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The jointing sound of corn seedlings is beautiful.
Gardenia flowers are romantic and rippling.
In July, the countryside was wet and rainy.
Polished too much simplicity and kindness.
Eliminate long-term guilt
I feel relaxed on a quiet night.
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What is more important than this inner peace?
And get down.
Take it easy
Listen, more voices.
Like love.
Such as sincerity
Not far away, there is maturity and hope!
Chapter 3: A modern poem about summer, beautiful and fragrant flowers in summer.
The fallen leaves carry Qiu Meng and fairy tales.
I can't get rid of Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden.
We sat in the dream of spring and thought
Is Xia Meng like this?
When the maple leaves are red, the feelings are full.
The friendship between fallen leaves and roots is so long.
I am not a grain in the autumn wind.
But a plant in your summer dream.
The most beautiful flower tree
Flowers in summer are beautiful and fragrant.
The elephant hangs brightly on my branch.
You are the most beautiful flower in summer.
Blooming in my beautiful greenhouse
Chapter four: The story of summer, a modern poem about summer.
On the old tree outside grandma's house,
Cicada is screaming,
As if telling about my wonderful childhood,
As if singing the sunset that is about to set.
That summer,
I enjoy the cool under the old tree.
The birds in the tree also sing for me.
Partners are holding hands,
Turn around, grandma.
The old man was overjoyed.
Another summer,
That old tree was cut down,
We are no longer the children of the past.
Grandma left us, too
Friends are busy every day,
Around life.
But I'll never get back to that wonderful childhood.
Now in the big tree at the entrance of the village,
Once the same cicada,
I'm also troubled.
It's hard to sleep at night.
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Has grown up,
But always miss that summer.