Summer has come, and the sun is like a blazing stove, roasting the earth. Grass, reeds and red, white and purple wildflowers are steamed by the vicious sun hanging high in the sky, and the air is filled with sweet and intoxicating breath.
In summer, all kinds of wild flowers are in full bloom, and red, purple, pink and yellow are like bright spots embroidered on the green carpet; Crowds of bees are busy among the flowers, sucking the stamens and flying around with difficulty.
In summer, some creatures in the forest are full of vitality and some are lifeless. In this hot summer, the trees are still so full of vigor and vitality. It is so green and lush. Their branches and leaves are layered on top of each other, leaving almost no gaps. The sun shone through the dense branches and leaves, and the ground was covered with shiny spots the size of copper coins. The bright green light turns the shade into green, as if all the leaves on the tree had a new life tremor.
Looking down from a height, these big trees are like a huge sun umbrella, which reduces some heat for the earth. It's very hot in summer, so cicada cries desperately in the tree: "Hot … hot …" It's so hot that dragonflies only dare to fly near the shade, as if afraid that the sun will burn their wings. The grass and delicate flowers on the earth bow their heads in the heat of midsummer and are lifeless.
By the stream, old people eat watermelons in the shade, some are playing cards, some are chatting, and some are reading books with fans in hammocks. This stream is very active. Some children are swimming, some are catching fish and some are playing in the water. ...
It's a hot summer!
Time flies, and summer has passed in a blink of an eye. Autumn is coming, and the weather is getting colder and colder. At night, everything is quiet, even the bugs are less. I have nothing to do at night. Although it was completely dark, I was not sleepy at all, sitting at my desk thinking crazily. When I looked up, I saw some small fish raised in bottles by my desk, and suddenly I remembered my hometown a few years ago.
It was summer, the sun was shining, and the photographer seemed to have evaporated. This is not difficult for me and some "iron buddies". We can always find a summer resort. Of course, the main summer resort is the river. We usually play in the water. The water is clear and cold, and it's super cool to plop in it! Sometimes there will be spring in the mountains after heavy rain, so much the better. Lying in the spring and letting the water flow through you is also one of our ways to escape from summer. But not necessarily what people want. Sometimes there is no water or spring in the river, so we can't play in the water. But we still have a way, because there is an abandoned ditch at the foot of the mountain behind the forest, and trees are planted on both sides to form a natural barrier. Because of the trees, the air here is fresh and cool.
Of course, there is still a lot of water in the river. If the weather is not very hot, we will go fishing. You can see groups of fish swimming around in the water at a glance, but it's hard to catch them. The success rate of catching them by hand is almost zero, but using a net bag is another matter, as long as you master the skills. First of all, the net should approach the fish slowly to avoid scaring the fish away. Then, the net bag should be moved under the fish, and the fish will be inside by pulling up the net quickly. There is a better way to catch fish than this. First, find a shallow and narrow river, stop the water, leaving only a small mouth of running water, put a basket under it to catch the water, and then drive the fish away. You can catch a lot of fish as easy as blowing off dust, including carp, crucian carp and bean fish ... swinging vigorously in the middle of the basket, because the scales reflect the sun and shine.
Suddenly, I heard a few insects, and my thoughts flew back. This may be the last insect chirping this year. Autumn is coming to an end, the pace of winter is getting closer and closer, and we are about to usher in a new year. When can I spend summer in my hometown again?
The air in summer is filled with the fresh taste of dew, rambutan and breeze. What I will never forget is the refreshing taste of rambutan.
Rambutan, as its name implies, is bright red in color and oval in shape. Its thin shell has bristles of different lengths, and the whiter its head looks like a little red hedgehog from a distance. Peeling off its skin, it looks like a pearl-like soft and milky white danguo. At first glance, it looks like the pulp of litchi, but it exudes a refreshing fragrance. I can't wait to put it in my mouth and gradually realize that it is sweeter and more delicious than litchi. At this time, I felt the taste buds on the tip of my tongue beating and my mouth sighing. Only in this way can we realize the difference between rambutan and followers.
Rambutan is not only delicious, but also reminds me of my loved ones in the sky. One day in midsummer, nothing can live at home except blowing, but when the power went out at home, I was on pins and needles. At this time, my grandfather came back from a business trip in other places, holding a box of crying rambutan in his hand. Grandpa saw that I was extremely thirsty, so he quickly peeled a rambutan for me and handed it to me with a smile: "I am thirsty!" " "I quickly took rambutan and ate it happily, while my grandfather smiled happily. Although grandpa has left me now, whenever I see the crying rambutan, I can't forget his smile.
The taste of summer is fascinating; The taste of summer is unforgettable; The smell of summer reminds me of the person I love. ...
Summer girls have come to us unconsciously. She used "magic" to turn the sun into a big fireball. When it shines on the ground, people can fry eggs on the ground. It is delicious. Because of the hot weather, people are listless. Why is it so hot in summer?
I looked out from the balcony. Some grandfathers are sitting in the shade of trees, and their fans are constantly waving. Although they are sitting in the shade, they are already sweating. Children are the most resourceful. They had a good time in the river. Some senior brothers and sisters who went to high school simply put sunscreen clothes on their heads, which can scare you from a distance. However, as soon as some young people get home, they throw away their schoolbags, blow air conditioners, eat ice cream with relish and brush Tik Tok for a while, or they will enjoy life best.
In the park, a dog crawled in the shade, sticking out its tongue and looking listless. Put a piece of meat in front of it and it will lose its appetite. The pot of green radish on my balcony has not been watered for a day, but it dried up this morning and its leaves turned yellow, which is not as beautiful as before. At night, cicadas kept calling in the branches: "cicadas, cicadas" as if to say: "It's hot, it's hot." Noisy people can't sleep.
In summer, I often burn my hair with heat. In the evening, the breeze finally came, or it was just a little cold. My biggest headache is sleeping at night. It's too hot for me to sleep. Although I am sleepy, lying in bed is like lying in a steamer. How hot it is! The most hateful thing is those mosquitoes buzzing in your ear, which is very annoying. After sleeping, I was covered with bags, itchy and painful. On weekends, I go swimming with my parents. Before we got into the water, the swimming pool was full of people. Summer makes me laugh and cry.
Although it is very hot in summer, many workers are sweating like a pig and have no complaints. Let's learn selfless dedication and enjoy the happiness of summer!
I always like rain, especially in summer.
Spring rain, falling and falling, always feels that I have lost some strength; Autumn rain, lingering, cold and bleak, makes people feel endless worries. I like summer rain, it has the wind combined with invisible power, bravely sweeping away all obstacles that hinder its progress and cleaning up the dirty world.
The rain in summer is as simple as that. A wet wind blows, a few cool clouds float by, accompanied by deafening thunder and a few dazzling flashes, and the downpour falls from the sky, hitting the roof as if knocking on the keys; Hit the water, like a pool of water lilies blooming instantly. The summer rain is intoxicating, and the neat and refreshing momentum is convincing.
Xia Yu, so generous, not only likes its distinct layers and strong sense of rhythm, but also likes its feeling of hitting people, incisively and vividly. It will sweep away all the heat and depression and drive away all the slack. It is the rain that hits people and the heat is in their hearts. It will make people feel refreshed and comfortable.
Summer rain, so vivid, is like a radical movement, like "fate" stirring up the splash of life, like an old man scattering rain flowers all over the sky. He likes to hold it in his hands, as if he were saving fireworks with blessings, embracing the rain and the flying of his dreams. He likes to watch water drops fall from petals to leaves, and then watch them fall slowly. Ding-dong-I like to watch the chain ripples in the river. I like to see bridges and dams with fast flowing water.
Summer rain drove away the scorching sun and brought people a refreshing atmosphere; Summer rain is so unexpected, but it is so exciting. Summer rain, it washes my mind, washes my soul, drives away the fatigue of my body and evaporates the sadness in my heart.
I like the rain in summer. It gave me faith, passion, vigilance and forge ahead.
I like vibrant spring, fruitful autumn and snowy winter, but I prefer vibrant summer.
She came to this world with a warm heart and showed people a prosperous and powerful scene.
You walked down the street with a bang. People are buying shoes and clothes. Here is thriving, bustling and beaming. Look at those girls walking in the street. Their clothes are fashionable and brightly colored, with little repetition. I think summer is the season for girls to show their beauty.
You walked into the garden with a bang. The flowers in the garden are in full bloom. Whether it's the queen's peony or the nameless little wild flower, they all greet Miss Xia cheerfully. Willow swaying in the wind, just like Miss Xia's flowing long hair. How beautiful!
This is a unique scenery in summer, because summer is beautiful.
You came with a bang, walking in the market, shouting and bargaining, all together, very lively, look at that purple eggplant, curled up and smiling at you!
Take a bite of purple grapes, oranges from Huang Chengcheng and red peaches and plums. My Sweetie is crisp and sour, and summer is really a colorful fruit paradise.
You came with a bang and walked into the field. Sunflowers are opening to welcome Miss Xia and greet her with her sweetest smile.
The golden cicada, who has struggled underground for four or five years, seems to have missed this great opportunity. Ah, she took off her golden clothes and flew to the tree and called "cicada, cicada", as if to show her wonderful singing. The frog hid in the grass and croaked, playing a summer hymn for Miss Xia!
Summer is a lively summer; Summer is a beautiful summer; Summer, a more charming summer.
Summer is a romantic season. I love the mountains and rivers in summer, watching them boldly open their hearts and clearly show people its enchanting and magnificent. I love flowers and plants in summer, watching them show people their beauty and brilliance without reservation, and shine brilliantly in their short life ... There are many characteristics in summer, waiting for you to explore and discover.
The weather in summer is sunny and warm. The red sun scorched the earth, and only bees and butterflies shuttled among the flowers and stopped on them from time to time. In the evening, farmers put tables in the yard, listening to the "singing" of crickets from cracks in the stones and the accompaniment of some unknown "performers". The family sat around the dinner table and told each other what they had seen and heard today. Outside the hospital, everyone gave a happy laugh from time to time.
It is very hot in summer, and there is no one on the road. It's just that from time to time, some cars come and go, cicadas keep barking in the trees, and the puppy can't help sticking out its tongue to cool off, so it can be cooler. It's a pity that the weather is getting muggy. After a while, a few drops of rain fell in the sky, and then it rained harder and harder. Raindrops as big as soybeans fall on the eaves and flowers ... The rain is getting bigger and bigger, forming puddles in the yard, and the rain drops in the puddles, causing waves of ripples. The scene is beautiful.
After the rain cleared, the air mixed with earthy breath and fragrant flowers came in the breeze, and the corn was also driven by the breeze to wave its "arms". As you can see, after being washed away by rain, they become greener and more vibrant, as do the cabbage and beans in the yard. After the rain, people came out one after another, chatting in groups of three or five, and farmers' uncles were busy in the fields, blowing cool wind and breathing fresh air, looking at a peaceful scene in front of them, which made people laugh happily.
How romantic summer is! It's too easy to get addicted to it, and that's its charm. I love summer!
This summer, the wind is still blowing, but it is less warm.
I will never forget the summer that you and I walked together two years ago. How are you, distant friend?
I always think of your smile when I sit by the window alone. Remember that day? You and I just entered this class, and when we look around, we are all strangers. At that time, only flowers could cover up my confusion. The whole classroom is joking, but the one I don't know seems so lonely. I tried to keep a clear head and looked at the face I had never seen before. Suddenly, a girl came up to me and said, "Is anyone sitting here?" I answered you. I answered you carefully. From then on, we became deskmates.
As time goes by, you and I are getting better and better, but there is still one thing that we can't let go. From that day on, I completely faced you and accepted you. It was our turn to be on duty that day, and everyone left, only the two of us. I accidentally broke the glass while cleaning. I'm afraid the teacher will punish me. I ran home at once. The next day, the teacher asked everyone who broke the glass in class. I hesitated for a long time, blushing like the sun in June, and never dared to admit it. Just when I remembered, you bravely stood up and said you broke it. I was surprised, but you didn't say anything, just smiled at me. I was so grateful to you, and after that day, we were like sisters.
I still feel wrong afterwards. How can anyone take responsibility for my own business? I explained everything to the teacher. The teacher didn't blame me. That smile that day is engraved in my heart. I won't forget your help to me.
I never thought that our meeting would be so short. Then you transferred. The old figure on campus will never be seen again. Under the willow tree, by the pond, on the grass ... there was no more laughter. Cicada is still ringing, distant friends, do you remember that girl, do you remember that summer that was blown by the wind?
That summer, at dusk, there was always a young girl passing by the railway. There is a small house next to the railway, and there is always a teenager sitting in front.
The girl waved to him and greeted him in English: "Hi!" The teenager opened his eyes and looked at the girl coming. The girl also looked at him. His face is beautiful, and his long eyelashes are like a folding fan covered with gold powder. The boy was silent for a while and finally said, "Hello." The girl saw the book in her hand, which was an early children's literature. The girl put down the book and gently tugged at the corner of her mouth. The girl smiled and held out her hand. "Make friends."
Then, teenagers wait for dusk every day, and a figure in a white skirt comes gradually. One day, the teenager waited for a long time, but the girl never appeared. The boy was about to be carried into the house when he suddenly saw a white figure on the horizon. The girl ran in a hurry. She said to the boy, "I'm sorry I'm late." The girl said and took out some books, such as The Reader.
"For you." The girl said.
The girl looked at the boy's leg: "Is it hopeless?"
The boy said, "I have seen it many times." The doctor said there was still hope for my left leg. My family tried to convince me, but I ... besides, it may not be cured. " The girl winked: "How do you know there is no hope if you don't try?"? Just try it. Maybe a lucky star will come to you. " The girl held out her hand and her eyes were as bright as the North Star.
The boy hesitated for a long time. Finally, he put his hand up.
After half a year, teenagers can finally walk with crutches.
The teenager came to the railway again, waiting and waiting until it was dark, but the girl never appeared again. The boy sighed and struggled to pick up a leaf from the ground, the story of that summer and the golden memory.
Composition for Grade Eight in Summer 10 Hey, I see you. Kotaro is hiding behind the green watermelon.
What were you doing in the summer when you were fourteen?
In the morning, I put on my big blue school uniform in a hurry, chewed bread and rushed to school without drinking milk. Innocent and young time is a clear river.
What is the summer like when you are fourteen?
When I go to school by bike, my face looks like a sweet potato baked by Uncle Sun. When you get to school, your classmates are fanning, and you are rubbing around. Gee, that's cool!
In the summer of 14th, you have a lot of unlucky things. I clearly remember putting my English textbook in my schoolbag last night, but I can't find it now.
At the end of the monthly exam, you are justly waiting for the result, and the result comes out, "Ah! Why didn't I get a 3? " You immediately lie prone on the table and your eyes turn black, dreaming that teachers and parents forgive you for not doing well in the exam, and you can't help laughing, and your mouth is still watering.
Are there any happy moments in the summer of fourteen?
"Is there?"
"No."
"Is there?"
"no!"
"Is there?"
"Well ... there seems to be."
Happiness, happiness is-that is, doing a difficult problem right and being praised by the teacher. It was the head teacher who reached out and patted him on the shoulder and silently praised his rising monthly exam results. In my dream, I met a talking swan, which took me to the sky. You overlook the earth, roads, cars, schools and tall buildings, and everything is like a small building block.
These are, yes, your beautiful and happy moments.
Hey, I see you. Kotaro is hiding behind the green watermelon. Fourteen-year-old summer is as safe as ever. You should make yourself happier!
Because, there are still many summers to come in the future, and we still have a lot of way to go, so we need to fly high!
Summer Eighth Grade Composition 1 1 Hot summer has a different kind of beauty in my heart. Whether it is summer rain, insects or scorching sun, it is unique among the four seasons and makes people fondle it. I also like summer.
I love summer rain. It appears when I most hope, sweeping away the heat around me, bringing cool air and stroking the dust on the ground. The sky will become wider because of this summer rain. The cool breeze is accompanied by summer rain, and the clatter is lingering in my ears. Everything is so peaceful, and the summer rain brings a fresh feeling to everything, which makes me feel extremely relaxed. Rain slowly immerses into soft soil, irrigates summer hearts for them, moistens thirsty crops in farmland, and sews golden clothes for them in advance. Rain has flowed all over the place, adding vitality and vitality to every place and bringing them coolness.
I like insects in summer, which is nature's warm welcome to summer. Whenever night falls, I move a small chair, sit in the yard in front of my house and look up at the stars. Listen carefully, the sound is so familiar and neat, as if there is a band playing around, including cricket, cicada, grasshopper and weaver girl. I can hear their lovely voices in the morning and at noon. In this way, insects in summer become more pleasant to the ear.
I like the scorching sunshine in summer. Every time the hot sun takes off, the birds don't know where to hide. Plants hang their heads, and dogs are so hot that they stick out their tongues and keep panting. The sun is too bright for people to look directly at it. Every ray of sunshine falls on trees and flowers, which makes plants flourish. The leaves of holly trees are shining, and the old elm trees are flourishing, giving people a thick shade. People who stay at home, blowing air-conditioning electric fans and eating cool watermelons, isn't this a kind of enjoyment? The scorching sun in summer needs us to enjoy it from another angle.
Whether it is rain in summer, insects in summer or scorching sun in summer, each has its own characteristics and special charm. It is the most beautiful summer scenery in my heart, and together with other beautiful summer scenery, it constitutes my favorite season-summer.
Every season has its own distinct characteristics, and summer also has its own characteristics, which is heat.
As soon as I get up in the summer morning, the sun scorches the earth. Opening the window, a heat wave came head-on, and the puppy stuck out its long tongue and whizzed away the heat; The willow trees in the street seem to be sick, and the leaves are covered with dust, and the dust is rolling on the branches. Without the green vitality of the past, the branches are too lazy to move and droop their heads listlessly; Cicada kept singing "hot, hot, too hot" in the tree. Even the active chicks don't want to chirp for food, hiding in the shade and flapping their wings to dissipate heat; Look at the grass on the roadside, it has lost its vitality in the past, and it has been baked beyond recognition by the sun.
The sun is like fire, and people sweat like rain. The business of ice cream shop is really hot. Those passers-by will pick a delicious ice cream to eat, and some people will pick a big box as soon as they leave, saying that they will eat slowly at home. There are many children playing in the water by the stream. Some of them are playing water fights with each other, some are diving, some are kicking to learn dog planing, and some are hiding in the water and spitting bubbles. One of the things to play is that some children hide in the water and play hide-and-seek with adults. If they are found, they will not come out. There is another kind of people who are afraid of the high temperature outside and dare not go out at home. How cool it is to blow the air conditioner, turn on the electric fan and watch TV at home.
For me, the most beautiful scenery in summer is the pond in the park. When the weather is very hot, the sun shines on the lake, which is particularly bright and dazzling. The light rain of various colors in the pond is brighter under the sunlight. They seem to be not afraid of the heat, swimming happily in the water, swinging their long tails, touching each other's tails and being free. The lotus in the pond is slim and graceful, among the green lotus leaves, delicate and charming, like a girl walking in the lake with a veil, standing shyly with a smile. Such a flower cradle makes people feel relaxed and happy.
Although it is very hot in summer, I still like it very much.
I like to watch the lush Parthenocissus tricuspidata basking in the morning light and clinging to the red brick wall. Occasionally, students with short hair pass by, stop and stare, reflecting the vitality of a wall next to them, adding icing on the cake.
I like to sit in the dense shade of trees and read books. When I hear it, I hide in the criss-crossing trees and sing songs. The snow-white kitten blinked her blue eyes and jumped down from the wooden bench. The sun shone golden through the swaying shadows of the trees.
I like washing clothes in the river with my grandma. There are colorful clothes beside the slate on the shore. The river is clear and the slate is green. My grandmother rolled up her sleeves and the silver thread on her forehead fluttered in the wind. The river stirred up white waves on the shore, and a bird suddenly flew out of the grass into the sky and made a ready-made oil painting.
I like to cut the ripe watermelon in half and dig the pulp slowly with a spoon. Half a melon comes down, and the sweet taste lingers for a long time.
I like to spend one yuan on a popsicle in the hot sun at noon. I couldn't wait to tear open the package and put it in my mouth immediately to enjoy the refreshing coolness.
Take a big bite of the popsicle and your teeth will tremble with cold. Exhale with a hiss and suck the sweetness hard. A popsicle drove away the heat of summer and brought back the joy of childhood.
I like to stand between heaven and earth and enjoy the leisurely white clouds floating lazily in the air, turning into various forms. When the breeze blows, the clouds dissipate, adding an ethereal beauty.
I prefer dusk, because summer is warm and the sunset glow is like a flame. When the afterglow of the sunset is about to disappear, fiery clouds will appear on the verdant mountains in the distance, and the gorgeous colors will be blurred like dreams.
It's getting dark, until a few sparse planetesimals are embedded in the night sky, and the summer heat disappears slightly. In the clear moonlight, neighbors moved out of the recliner to enjoy the cool at home, children were crazy about each other, adults were talking about their parents' shortcomings, and everything was in the beauty of summer night.
The arrival of summer gives me more time to explore the happiness around me. I can love a cloud and a flower wholeheartedly. Love summer and this colorful world.
I like every summer. It's like a wonderful dream. The simpler the better. The lighter, the more real.
Angels are ours. They have grown up. I was walking alone in the forest path and had a stroke. It is getting dark. Unconsciously, I came to a small room. I went in and saw that it was a hospital. I saw some people squatting outside, only to hear a "wow". A child fell to the ground and everyone went in. One is thin and black. Grandpa picked up the child and said, "Oh dear! I have a grandson. "
Grandpa is a Beijing opera lover. He teaches children to sing Beijing opera. I don't like it. Grandpa will use his magic weapon. He sings children dance. "The birds in the tree are in pairs, and the green mountains and green waters have smiling faces." Friends were so good when I was a child. If someone is sad, I comfort her (him), make her happy and forget the unpleasant things. Partners have something happy to say and share with you. It was like a big family at that time, so warm and United. We often do things together. Although we were young at that time, we still made money. The money we earn is used to buy books to read, and sometimes we have competitions, such as writing, reading and painting ... at that time we were all very happy.
However, as we get older, our brains have ideas, and we can all think. Everyone is going to be separated. I think, now they are full of troubles, and the happiness of the past can only hide him deeply in their troubles and hearts. It can't happen again. Now we have little time together. After meeting, I will leave in a hurry after saying a word or two. Now that everyone has grown up, there are times when they are busy and when they are annoyed with one thing after another. It's really hard