I love summer

In all these seasons, I like summer most because it is full of enthusiasm and joy.

Summer is here, hey! Clear skies. So clear. The summer weather is sunny for a while, and it rains like a child's face. The sun is like a big fireball, and the leaves are rolled up, and the grass, flowers, and crops are all lowered. The puppy was so hot that it seemed to be trapped in a large steamer. I was desperately calling "know--" and "know--" on the tree, as if to say, "It’s so hot, it’s hot." People who work in the field, the sweat on their faces is like the broken beads. Let me think of a poem: When the grass is in the afternoon, sweat dripping down the soil, who knows the Chinese food, the grains are hard.

In the evening, the sunset glow of the sky is like a bright red silk hanging in the west, reflecting the red mountains, reflecting the red water, reflecting our faces... People come out for a walk. Some walk in the park, the cool breeze is so refreshing! Some came to the river to swim, so happy!

Summer is great!

Second grade: Romandy