A joke about summer scenery

In early summer, pomegranate flowers gradually open, and the green leaves are lined with safflower, which is very beautiful. Seen from a distance, it looks like a blazing fire and a red sunset rising at dusk.

Early summer sap flows around us, among weeds and herbs, among bushes and tall trees. The juice passes through tens of thousands of miles of tiny channels around leaves and stems. In our imagination, we try our best to imagine what a big lake and what a great river all this will create.

One day in midsummer, the child's face will cry for a while-heavy rain will fall one after another; Smile for a while-show the bright red sun. Xia Yu, come quickly, go quickly.

The sun is like a fireball of the boss, the light is burning, the road surface is scorched by the scorching sun, and a pile of white smoke is stepped on.

The wheat in the field unconsciously changed from blue to yellow, changing vilen's face. The wind blows with a slight warmth, and the cuckoo calls from time to time, telling us that "spring has passed" but the season of early summer and April.

Lush spring has passed, with a flick of a finger. June 22nd arrived, and the sun stood directly on the Tropic of Cancer. Summer, the season of filariasis, is coming again.

The glory of the setting sun covers the spun yarn, and the breeze comes at you with the fragrance of flowers, giving you a pleasant evening breeze in early summer, floating into this simple and comfortable living room with the fragrance of jujube flowers and Chinese rose flowers.

The south wind in late summer and early autumn brings the fragrance of new wheat and the smell of wormwood.

The sky in summer is unpredictable, sometimes cloudy and sometimes low, as if it were an order to urge people to act; Sometimes the sun shines directly.

In summer, the clear river has become a good place for children to escape the heat. You see, they are frolicking in the water, having a water fight for a while, fishing for a while, and having a good time.

It's very hot in summer, and the birds don't know where to hide; Plants and trees hang their heads; The puppy was so hot that it stuck out its tongue and kept panting.

In summer, the vegetation is particularly lush, the leaves of holly trees are shining, and the old elm trees are flourishing, giving people a thick shade.

Summer, in my impression, is the bright dew in the morning and the stars at night. The glory of the setting sun hangs over the spun yarn, and a gust of wind comes at you with flowers, giving you a pleasant feeling.

After a storm comes a calm, a rainbow appears in the blue sky. Seven colors, red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple, overlap each other and set each other off. It is like a golden bridge, lying across the sky, magnificent and dazzling.

Cicada kept making annoying calls on the branches, as if cheering for the scorching sun.