Summer Solstice: The sky is clear and the clouds are relaxing, the Pinellia is shining, everything is lush and green, and there is a blanket of youth.

The heat wave is looming, standing at the intersection of summer and watching the colorful summer. Gardenia flowers bloom, and the fragrance is as intoxicating as the wind. Roses climb vines and look at all the novelties. Rain, one after another, intermittently, is telling the story of summer.

The wind blows the lotus leaves in the pond, and the fragrance of the lotus is scattered in the air. It blows up the water in the pond and plays on the lotus leaves, which is more like a person starting from the heart. , draw a circle slowly, and condense into the final circle. As you walk, you will grow bit by bit and walk the road with fragrance.

The rain is falling from the sky, carrying countless crystals and falling on the lotus leaves. Some are pulling the lotus leaves tightly under the power of the wind, as if they have found "existence" and are reluctant to leave. Some stopped on the lotus leaves and looked into the distance. In an instant, they found that water was their end point and suddenly fell into the lake.

At the corner of time, summer is coming, and heat is coming soon. How to describe summer, it is colorful and needs a bit of coolness to balance its heat. One of the four seasons blooms with a season of enthusiasm and vitality.

"The days of summer are burning one after another, the snow is bright, and a very thin thread is burning to the point of breaking, but it is connected again by the thin sound of cicadas, 'squeak, squeak, squeak... …'"

At this time of year, frogs chirp, cicadas chirp, the rice flowers are white, and the lotus flowers are unusually red. The flowers are like brocade, the mountains reflect the cool summer weather, and the cool breeze brings you into the hospital.

Walking in the long forest, watching the sun paint under the shadow of the trees, the leaves fluttering in the wind, like a morning exerciser doing Tai Chi. Climb to the top of the mountain and watch the sunrise rising slowly. The lake, boats, and haze in the distance at the bottom of the mountain form the reverie of the sunrise.

On the summer solstice, the flowers are blooming, the wind blows through the gate of time, and the seasonal words come gracefully. Pinellia ternata is lightly drunk and radiant. When you see lotus leaves, you may chant, "The lotus leaves that touch the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers that reflect the sun are exceptionally red." The weather is constantly changing, so I sigh with emotion, "The sun rises in the east and rains in the west, but there is sunshine even though there is no sunshine." The roses are blooming. , recite the sentence "The crystal curtain moves and the breeze rises, and the roses fill the courtyard with fragrance."

At this time, look for a bamboo fence to enjoy the cool air. Watching the flowers blooming in front of the bamboo fence, you can feel the cool breeze. Under the shade of a tree, holding a book and looking at the world is a touch of leisure in summer. In the vegetable garden in the distance, there is the aroma of fruits, flowers and trees, as if you have entered a paradise, where there is no hustle and bustle, there is coolness and life beside you.

In the middle of the summer solstice, some moments begin to be missed, some regrets condense into raindrops and go away, and some journeys continue without stopping. Even if there are ups and downs, we will always stop at one place, watching the mountains, listening to the rain, admiring the flowers and smelling the fragrance. In time, the traces of time are expressed, whether far or near.

The memories blown in the petals, the new life conceived in the leaves, and the past emerging in the wind and smoke, fell on the summer solstice, like cherries, ripe, becoming a dream that is far away and can be gone soon. It uses cyan pen to describe the coming and going. Dip in some water drops to paint the sweet, sour, and bitter flavors. Cut a section of summer color and tie it beautifully.

May your heart be as bright as summer and always have a warm heart. Use passion to irrigate the four seasons, plant hope in the wandering season, dance with it, go with it, and harvest its fragrance in a certain season.

May your vitality be like a vigorous grass. No wind, sun or heavy rain can stop its growth. I took root in a piece of soil, fearless of hardships, and worked hard and persistently to create what I wanted.