Early summer, little happiness

The flowers gradually faded, the leaves slowly grew, and the spring girl waved her sleeves and left the world.

The weather is getting hotter, people's clothes are getting less and less, and Xia sister is facing the sun and marching into the world.

In the early summer, the heat has not yet come, I often lie on the country roads of the trees and shadows, let the wild wind blow.

That morning. I once again greet the morning, the brilliant sun filled with hope, rising from the horizon in the east. Twilight in the sky, in the distance, is a bright chicken. The breath of summer began to spread from this moment.

Summer, gently, flowing in the clean river, screaming - singing a sweet song; summer, quietly, tumbling in the heat wave, oh - the leaves applaud enthusiastically. On the riverside, a group of catkins drifted away in the wind, and I couldn't help but remind me of Yang Wanli's poem "Sleeping in the early summer nap": "The plums are sour and soft, the bananas are divided into green and the window screen. The long day sleeps and feels free. Look at the children catching willow flowers. "Yeah, summer, the day is long, the night is short, the hot weather, even the leaves are smashed.

The red and purple have become dusty, and the cuckoo sounds in the summer. In the warm wind, the white catkins swayed with the wind. They floated and floated into my room and drifted into my heart.

After a long day of walking, it is followed by a charming evening. The color of the sky is getting stronger and stronger, and it is getting more and more beautiful. It is so soft and cute, as if the wind can be blown away, I really want to take a clip into the book and make a beautiful bookmark. The evening wind blew gently, and the temperature was moderate. Walking in the afterglow of the setting sun is a fascinating little happiness.

"A quiet summer, the stars in the sky..." I sat in the yard with my little song, not just what I wanted to do, but suddenly I felt that the night was beautiful, although there was no such a bright moon, but the moon was rare. Looking up, the stars squinted at the eyes, and kept muttering: "Where is the moon? Where is the moon going?" In this cool summer night, only the stars danced in the sky. In the distance, rows of trees swayed in the wind, swaying, and the shadows cast a mysterious veil on this summer night. The cold wind kept blowing, and inadvertently, it sent me a leaf. I gently picked it up, stroked it, and whispered a wish...

In the early summer, let us hold our time and wait for this subtle little happiness.

Early summer, charming, romantic, most beautiful, little happiness...

Gaoyou City, Yangzhou, Jiangsu, Gaoyou City, Zanhua School, the first day: Cai Meng