Fairytale summer

In the year, there are four seasons, spring, summer, autumn, winter, and my favorite is summer.

Summer is like a fairy tale.

You can sit on the swing in a princess dress and quietly look up, looking at the sun shining through the gap between the tender green leaves, very comfortable, very warm. Others say that the summer sun is very annoying, it will tan the white skin, and it will feel very glaring. But I feel different. When I look at it, I feel very at ease. The sun is lazy across the window, and it is very comfortable to put it in and warmly.

It’s summer after the spring is over, and the best in the first few days of the summer. In the spring, the leaves grow almost the same, and in the summer it just changes color, from tender green to dark green, and some flowers that are only open in the spring are not defeated, and the flowers in summer are beginning to be bred.

I don't know if you have been to Hangzhou in the summer, there is my unique memory, only the memory of summer. The most famous scenery in Hangzhou with the reputation of “paradise on earth” is the West Lake.

In the summer, the lake is full of lotus flowers. These lotus flowers are different in shape, some are quietly blooming, some are already standing on the lotus leaf, some are shy to be released, and some only grow a small pink flowerbed. More sorrowful and affectionate! "Changji Xiting is stunned, intoxicated and ignorant of returning to the road. Xing is late to return to the boat and stray into the depths of the flowers. Fighting, fighting, and awakening a gull." I can't help but whisper In the language, I read this "Li Mengzhao" of Li Qingzhao. Standing at the pavilion, it seems to be back in time. I also saw the girl’s slightly drunken look. It was reflected in the sunset behind her. The girl was in the middle of the lotus, and her head was flying. The gull, the woman can't help but smile.

In the gloomy rainy days, the white lotus flower shakes slightly in the rain curtain, like an ink painting, elegant, does not occupy any secular beauty.

In the summer solstice of each year, the time of daylight is the longest, just like the fog of the day is like London. On the night of the day, I heard that if I wished, I would be heard and realized by God.

Summer is really as beautiful as a fairy tale.