When many people still want to hold the sleeves of spring and do not want the footsteps of spring to go away, a faint sound of cicadas in the wind gently played the prelude to summer. At this time, the south of the Yangtze River is in the doldrums of spring, and the place is gradually covered by summer light. Unwittingly, the south of the Yangtze River has become "shaded by trees and long in summer, and the terrace is reflected into the pond."
Gazing at the green water here, herons flying, wind moving flowers, light summer color over the wilderness, strangers, over the stone bridge, waterfront, moisten the local soil, run the willow lane. Time stroll, through the spring, gorgeous, ushered in the vigorous and beautiful summer. Everyone knows that the sound of frogs and cicadas will always be the most characteristic music in summer, while warm music will always be the main song in summer.
In summer, there is a kind of encounter, not on the road, only in the heart. Rolling the world of mortals, half fireworks, half poetry, let yourself be quiet in the hourglass of time, put down your impetuous heart, smell faint lotus fragrance, hold the breeze, enjoy the whirling dance steps, and close the rhythm of summer. linger in this verdant and unique Jiangnan, I believe that this summer, there will be a beautiful encounter, happiness and happiness will be waiting at the next stop.
Although not as charming as spring, pure in winter and mature in autumn, summer has unparalleled enthusiasm. It is sometimes flamboyant, sometimes introverted, sometimes clear, sometimes windy and showering. It, personality without losing romance, rough without losing tenderness, hot without losing poetry. If you want to read summer, you should find a quiet mountain forest, or a quiet corridor, above the water, or on the bank of the willow, choose a quiet place, savor it without distractions, and quietly listen to the story told by the breeze.
Everyone is bitter and hot, and I love the long summer. Let spring, spring all hidden into the ethereal memory, with an elegant and poetic heart, greet summer, embrace summer, listen to the mysterious notes of summer, dance with the long sleeves of the season, and dance with summer, on the road full of summer light, to enjoy flowers, find butterflies, and chase after the wind and fragrance. Put the leisurely flowers in your heart, Yingxiang walk in the summer, let yourself return to nature, like idle clouds, wander in the moonlight and starlight, pick up the summer dreams one by one, and then slowly knead into the clear words of Yun.
"Sunrise in the east and rain in the west", summer rain, such as the face of a doll, unpredictable, come and go in a hurry. It, sometimes splashing, sometimes soft, sometimes high-pitched, sometimes whispering, the light rain is gentle and gentle, the heavy rain is dripping sweetly, always, "the chirping sound is interlaced with each other, just like a string of big beads and small beads falling off the jade plate." The raindrops of this summer swept across the sky, imbued with the ancient roads of thousands of years, thick stone bridges, knocking on the staggered windowsills, playing the long songs of the ages, and the broken voices fell into people's hearts, vivid and simple, beautiful and beautiful.
Because of the heat, the summer wind is very precious. In the scorching sun, in the muggy weather, there is a wind blowing slowly, suddenly feel refreshed, comfortable, cozy. When the summer wind gently crawls over the green vines, brushes the roses and blows the wind chimes, some landscapes have been written into lines of poetry, and some passers-by have created legends. Wind to the wind, with the taste of summer gradually rendering, I really want to pick a light blue, on the green waves, riding on the blue boat, toward the quiet place, to pursue those clouds scattered in the past.
Summer is a favorite season for children. Those who can swim are often naked, even naked. They are active and smiling in groups in the stream; those who can't swim also have fun. They catch fireflies, net cicadas, dragonflies, grasshoppers, butterflies, in the wild, in the forest, in the hot sun, in the rain curtain, busy, happy. I remember when I was young, my sister and I couldn't wait to clean up the yard, move tables, chairs and stools outside the house, waiting for Mom and Dad to come back from work and share dinner in the open world. In the twilight, my sister and I often sleep on our back on the dinner table, on the bench, or hand-shaking pu fans, or eating food such as corn, melons and fruits, looking up at the sky, watching the homing egrets singing overhead and watching the distant stars twinkle in the sky. Because we are thinking about the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, the starry sky, and curious about the secrets and legends of heaven and earth, we often pester adults to tell us the old folktales, legends and fairy tales repeatedly.
Summer is also the favorite season for women who love beauty. When summer comes, women who love beauty, like fashion models, are scrambling to show their grace. They, bright eyes, show a trace of charm, walk lightly in the summer, the colorful, different styles of dresses blooming, so that the whole summer has become particularly beautiful and colorful.
If you are in the south of the Yangtze River and have peace of mind, you will have a cool summer. If you have comfort in your heart, the street lamps, the lights of thousands of homes, and the stars all over the sky will paint a beautiful picture of infinite scenery for you. When it comes to the fragrance of rice flowers, you can really experience and feel, as mentioned in Xin Qiji's ci, "the bright moon does not scare magpies, the breeze cries cicadas in the middle of the night." The fragrance of rice blossoms speaks of a bumper year and listens to the sound of frogs.
In summer in the south of the Yangtze River, there is no psychedelic spring, no desolation in winter, no desolation in autumn, some are only full of warmth of the ancient city, some are just unrestrained and comfortable, and some are just as passionate as a gypsy girl. Lift the layers of summer bead curtain, remove the summer heavy gauze barrier, along the direction of flowers, quietly read summer, you will be in a good mood, happy trip, if you meet all the way, buy a leisurely in the heart, then, all worries can be turned into drinking and whispering, dancing and flying.
Bearing the vitality of spring, brewing the maturity of autumn, summer, is a colorful season, but also an affectionate season, summer plants and trees, mountains and rivers, all real, all smart. In the face of the willow, dipped in a summer dazzling ink, the flow of poetry in the south of the Yangtze River into affectionate music. In the trickle of the stream, pull a few summer strings, will sing a song "Dream Water Village" in the summer south of the Yangtze River. This summer, let the thoughts incense, let the dream fly on the road, to meet a period of the most beautiful time.
From spring to summer, slowly meditate, brush off the tired mood, smile and walk in the summer scenery, let the romance and warmth fill the house, release the prison, go to meet the Liu Mei Hua Ming of summer, feel the different amorous feelings of summer scenery, weave the immortal fairy tale of summer, wait for the beauty of summer.
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