Prose: A faint summer, a faint time, moving forward warmly in the lush flowing water.

The story of the footsteps of the season jumping into summer and the sound of horses' hooves breaking into time. Those past days, full of the affection of spring, began to write the glory of summer.

The gentle evening breeze this summer is often accompanied by wet rain, and even the evening sunset reflects the hazy twilight of summer with clear shadows.

Summer has the fragrance of flowers, the sweetness of watermelons, the richness of plants and the rapid growth of fruits. Compared with the vitality of spring, lush summer is more calm.

There are natural scenery in the world, and all good things are brewing, and you will meet them when you walk. At the moment, the shallowness of this summer flows in time, and the indifference of the season spreads from a leaf to a flower, from a spring to a shallow summer.

A rain at the end of spring fell on the heart of Xia Hua, so countless thoughts were stirred and turned into a continuous drizzle and a coolness. This leisurely summer is engraved in the context of the season, just in your eyes and mine, pointing to quicksand and a vague word, writing everything in the past.

Think of the summer in my memory, the summer when I was a child, very bright, very bright and very hot. There was light then, and the stars and the moon on a summer night could see the future. We always think that time is long, so we can enjoy a good time in private.

A cattail leaf fan can cool the heat of the whole summer, and a starry night can tell all my feelings. How many childhood songs and laughter have been sung in a ballad? Those long and shallow ones are drawn closer and closer in memory, flickering.

When I was a child, smoke curled up in the morning, chickens and ducks swarmed by the roadside, and birds sang without disturbing each other. Summer flowers bloom in the morning and stay at dusk. Cicada is rolling in the heat wave, and the freshness of watermelon adds a bit of interest to summer. Some old people doze off and some teenagers frolic.

Now in summer, the rain is continuous and lush, and the natural flowers and trees are getting deeper and thicker in the season. Although it rained for a while, the leaves sparkled and the branches stood upright. There was always endless beauty in the natural branches, and there were always endless plots in the stories of seasons, ups and downs and swaying with the wind.

The wind is light and the clouds are light, birds fly to the depths of the forest, and people shuttle through the four seasons in the quiet and deep bamboo alley. Only in this rainy summer, there is no peace in summer, only everything is wet, and my heart is moist. I know that time is easy to get old. When I turned around, all those colorful encounters fell into the pile of old paper and turned yellow.

Time quietly, through the spring, through Pinellia ternata, staying in the afternoon after the rain, especially comfortable and wet, some thoughts are shallow, and some thoughts are shallow.

Spring has gone, and I thought that only dancing flowers and leaves were left. Those beautiful weeds would only be sad, but the beauty fixed in the season never forgot. In summer, summer flowers are still gorgeous, swaying and falling in season.

Nietzsche said: "When we come to this world, we should meet the best people, the best things and the most fragrant souls. This will be worthy of your own life. "

I like the shallow time of early summer, everything is faint, like a fresh poem, like a flower, warm and blue in the lush, and the twilight of summer is accompanied by the evening breeze, moving and gentle.

The rain at dusk seems to be singing a happy song, cool and gentle, showing the softness of this summer, waiting for the falling flowers in the sunset.

I like the leisure of this summer, I like the time when I hold a book in my hand on ordinary days, and I like the shade of trees at this time. I want to find a quiet place to sit quietly, look at the flowing clouds, look at the lush scenery in front of me, pick up the gentleness in the season and move on, with warmth and summer expectations.