the cicada in the tree chirping, although the life is short, but still with the immortality of the soul and the song, add brilliant colors in summer, completes the mission, leaving traces of the years, and a brilliant season, death, no regrets! cicada singing, not only ignited summer passion, also appreciate the vitality of the summer!
the protagonist of the summer, of course, is the sun. *ry day of the summer, it bloomed its dazzling light, so that we sweat profusely. but the housewives grasp this opportunity to * from the clouds, the home greatly small quilt and winter clothes out to dry in the sun, the sun quilt clothes are crisp crisp, full of golden sunshine taste. hardworking, get up on the sun *ry day from morning to *ning, late to back to sleep. the rice dyed golden yellow, like a golden grassland. is clean white lotus, lotus leaf on a green background, * noble and flawless; you see, the pink lotus is like a veil fairy bathing in the lake. charming desire language, yingying dripping, wind fragrance, gladdening the heart and refreshing the mind. some bud chuzhan; some bud, a bud just ready to burst, out like a torch like high; some are open to r*al a delicate small lotus. she is a shy in early puberty, like the little girl; her beautiful flowers bloom, like a lively and lovely girl. ah! it's very pretty and charming figure, let a person do not want to look away!
beans large rain*s hit straight on the asphalt road, like pouring out the summer hot tempered, eliminate the bad temper in summer. when rain*s fall on the pavement, they stir up *s of water on the road like summer's crazy symphony. many people hiding behind, by heavy rain ruthless lash, cover the face and creep away...... when i was a child, i felt so itchy and painful. it was the truest memory of my childhood. small rain, just like a giant hand, mercilessly to ground attack, from flowers to trees, but the branches are straight, or by bending the running of the rain*s in the waist, bow to the northwest of great momentum rain.
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