However, the mountain is not so hot, as Bai Juyi wrote, "In April, all flowers bloom in the world and peach blossoms bloom in the mountain city." It is not hot in the mountains, not only because of the high altitude, but also because many trees are planted on the mountains. People walk in the shade of trees, and even at noon in hot summer, they can feel the cool and pleasant wind blowing. Walking in the shade of trees, mottled spots can be seen everywhere. This is the principle of pinhole imaging, and the reflection of sunlight is formed on the ground through tiny gaps between leaves. It adds a little confusion to summer and provides a quiet and relaxing place for people. Looking at the distant mountains, the green hills set off the blue sky and white clouds, giving people the feeling of a sentence in the book with Zhu Yishu: "Those who fly kites against the sky, look at the peak and rest; Those who are in charge of the affairs of the world look at the valley and forget to rebel. " Tired, calm and sexy.
The weather in summer is like a monkey's face. It was scorching sun just now, and soon it began to rain cats and dogs. However, it came and went quickly, bringing long-lost moisture to the earth. Flowers and plants raise their faces and glow with youth. The fragrance of the earth with the fragrance of the grass drove away the turbidity after the rain.
The heavy rain seemed to wash the sky, and it became bluer, as blue as a carefully polished sapphire; The clouds have also become whiter, as white as ivory hair on a lamb. Standing on the ground and looking up, it is like an ink painting without ink lines, which makes people relaxed and happy.
Sit on the grass, or look up at the sky, or take a nap. Buy a watermelon from a vendor, take a bite, and the sweet juice will fill your mouth, sweep away the summer heat, bring you inner coolness, and leave a pure land for your restless heart.
Summer is full of fiery beauty and high enthusiasm. Follow the beautiful summer scenery of this side, let us experience the pure land of the soul and look for long-lost indifference.
Summer scene 2: She stood under the eaves not far from the window with an umbrella. Raindrops beat on transparent window panes and old umbrellas. She looked in from time to time, and the dark red plaid umbrella made her face slightly red.
Thunder roared, fleeting white light kept flashing in my eyes, and the sky outside was torn into holes by lightning, which was a ferocious scar of the sky.
It's still early to finish the tutorial, so I did the topic for a while and relaxed myself a little. Seeing that she was still standing, she looked in for a while and then immediately turned her back, hiding in a small corner by the window, as if she couldn't help it, and looked in with bedroom eyes. She has been standing for a while, and I am near the window. I can even hear the rain dripping down the eaves and colliding with her umbrella.
She turned her back again, leaving only half of her umbrella out of the window. One corner of the umbrella has been damaged, and the buckle of the umbrella can't hold the dark red plaid, and it turns up strangely, revealing only a black skeleton and a string of glittering and translucent water drops hanging outside.
The sultry summer makes the whole sky look gloomy. The air became thin, leaving wet footprints in every dry place. I just feel like my neck is caught in half, and every breath of air can only be difficult to breathe.
She couldn't help looking out of the window out of the corner of her eye, but she remained standing. Fine beads of sweat oozed from her face, slowly slid down her face as the rain gathered, temporarily stayed at her slightly raised mouth, and then quickly dripped on her chin. But she didn't reach out to wipe it. She just held her umbrella tightly, her eyes were as bright as grapes, and she always showed a sense of satisfaction and relief, staring at the children for a long time. ...
The rain is still underground, and the thunder continues. She is holding an umbrella. Under the red umbrella, there is a warm world. ...
We follow the pace of the world, embrace everything, turn around in the same place, fall down and look back, and see the shadow behind us. Is it also a kind of happiness?
Summer scenery, summer feelings, falling raindrops, like a silver mirror, record a beautiful picture.
Summer Scene 3 "12 1,121..." There are waves of slogans on the playground. Today is the first day of registration and military training. We have never been in military training, and we can't help but be curious and excited.
As soon as we got to class, the students got together in twos and threes to talk about their summer vacation life. The teacher came into the classroom and introduced our tutor Wang Kai. Instructor Wang is wearing a military uniform, with small eyes and heavy eyebrows. "Hello, my name is Wang Kai, and I am your instructor." There is no smile on my face when I say hello, which makes people feel scared. "Now line up outside." What? The whole class didn't react. The real military training began.
Today the weather is fine, there is no sun, and the wind will come at any time to take away the summer heat. The first lesson of military training: stand in the military posture. Our movements are not very standardized. Some people put their hands behind their backs, while others put their feet together. So the instructor corrected our mistakes bit by bit. The instructor's severity is not fake. As long as you move a little, you will either be kicked or beaten by a belt. Junzi stood for 10 minutes, which is called backache. I can't help worrying for the next two days!
Today's military training went well, but the next two days were not so smooth. As soon as I got to the playground, I felt hot. I looked up, and there was no cloud in Wan Li, only a sun like a steam wheel. Next, do your daily routine-stand in a good posture. Just standing for a while, the sweat kept flowing downwards, and I was about to be beaten. So we can only let it flow into our eyes, drop on the hot earth and be evaporated. At that moment, the expectation, curiosity and excitement of military training in our hearts have already dried up with sweat. Then we began to learn to walk in a phalanx, and the instructor posed for us to continue walking. As the temperature gradually increased, two students could not persist, but most of them persisted. Although the clothes are soaked with sweat, I still can't help admiring the classes that are training in the shade of trees.
We learned a lot in this training. No matter how difficult things we encounter, persistence is victory. During military training, we will never forget the most beautiful scenery in summer!
Summer is such a scene. The countryside in summer makes me linger.
When the first ray of sunshine touched the earth, the industrious ironclad people began to get busy. With the cock singing loudly, people have been carrying bamboo baskets and hoes and come to the geography to sweat like rain. Men are doing farm work in the fields, and the sun shines on their dark skin. And the woman will take a basket with clothes to the stream and wash it carefully.
The sun rises gradually. Golden rice is harvested and put into storage, and green rice neatly occupies farmland. Under the sunlight, it gives off green light. A gust of wind blew, and the rice began to twist its waist and dance with the wind. At first glance, it looks like a green wave, fluctuating with the wind.
The stream is very thin, but it is very urgent, and it rushes forward in a trickle. Going upstream, I soon saw a big lotus pond. "The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers are of different colors." The lotus is in full bloom. Look! The blooming lotus stands between the lotus leaves, just like a graceful woman, bold and beautiful; The newly blooming lotus is like a shy girl, shy and lovely; There are flowers and bones, but they are about to crack completely, and the meat is delicious. The fish is lying under the lotus leaf and playing hide-and-seek freely!
The sun is climbing to the highest point. Farmers who finished farm work also went home one after another. A faint smoke rises from the roof of every house. "Lao Wang, come to my house for dinner!" "good! Come to my house tomorrow! " The village smells of happiness everywhere.
In the afternoon, people also took a nap. Cicada sings loudly in the book, but it also adds a little color to this quiet time.
At sunset, the family moved to a small stool, took up their rice bowls and sat on a narrow path, enjoying the wonderful scenery, and their faces were filled with happiness.
The night is getting deeper. Don't be afraid. Move a cane chair, lie under a big tree, listen to the chirping of cricket and look up at the bright moon. Fireflies are flying around you, illuminating this quiet night. Unconsciously, you have quietly fallen asleep.
I like the countryside in summer because it is beautiful and quiet.
Summer Scene Five Summer, one word that people often say is-heat.
One day, I went to an innovation class and had to go through an asphalt road. This asphalt road is as soft as a black sponge. I read in the newspaper that the ground temperature reached 40 degrees Celsius that day. No wonder it's like standing on a sponge I walked to the front of the carport and my mother pushed the car out. Usually getting on the bus is very troublesome for me, but this time it's different. I got on the bus with the help of soft asphalt, and a bullet bounced.
After class, I stood at the gate of Innovation School, waiting for my mother. I started walking around when I was bored. And I didn't move at all. As soon as I jumped, the asphalt road automatically bounced two or three times, as if standing on a big sponge and jumping. After a while, my mother came and I was going to walk to her. Every step I take, the asphalt will sink a little, and when I take my feet off, the asphalt will automatically return to its original state.
I remember one day in July, I went to my mother-in-law's house, and my mother pushed the car out of the shed. I bounced on the car again with the help of the elasticity of the asphalt road. Because I want to buy some stationery, I asked my mother to stop at the gate of a stationery store called Time Stationery. My mother gave me money and I walked into the stationery store. After a while, I bought stationery and got on the bus. As a result, I got off the bus because the cushion was too hot. I tried to sit down again, but I came down. I put my hand on it and my hand turned red at once. So I aimed my hand at the cushion and fanned it a few times before I fanned the hot air a little. Then, I sat on it again and told my mother to hurry up while moving, because it was too hot for me to sit on the cushion. Finally, I went to my mother-in-law's house. When I look in the mirror, my legs turn red, even my mother's face turns red.
This is really a hot summer!
Summer Scene 6 How pleasant it is to lie in a cool chair and eat popsicles with the sweet cicada singing. But this is the summer I remember, and a little subtle change has taken place this summer.
I saw the lotus.
I remember that summer, my family went to visit Longyou Lake in Rugao. In the clear water of Longyou Lake, you can clearly see the small fish playing. The blue waves and beautiful scenery of the lake attracted crowds of tourists to watch it. I boarded the Ferris wheel and looked around at the scenery. In the middle of the open lake, there are clusters of green trees, which are very eye-catching The willow tree by the lake is crying, and the breeze is floating in the wind, just like a woman in green dancing. I didn't have a good time when I got off the Ferris wheel. My family took a tour bus around the lake. This lake is really not small. I just feel that the Ferris wheel is getting farther and farther away from us. After a long time, we walked almost halfway to the lake and saw a pavilion in the distance. This pavilion is exquisitely made and small, but it has modern beauty and classical charm.
We had a rest there. Oh, a piece of green caught my eye with a hint of pink in the middle. I ran along the shore and saw a small lotus leaf holding a small flower and a beautiful lotus standing on the green lotus leaf. These lovely flowers are like innocent smiling faces of children. Looking at the lotus leaf that seems to be connected to the horizon, I thought of a poem' The next day, the lotus leaf is infinitely colorful, and the lotus flower is of a different color'.
How difficult it is to see lotus flowers now. The scenery blew away my playful thoughts, my irritability, my inspiration and my feelings.
Oh, the most beautiful scenery in summer is engraved in my mind and hidden in my heart. ...
The footsteps of July travel around the world, leaving a monologue of the bright moon on a summer night. My dusty dreams are floating between heaven and earth, like the whispers of jasmine flowers.
The sky is in a hurry, the moon is in the sky, and every minute counts. The flying nib shuttles between the pages and my heart. Love is as tangled as silk. If you are embarrassed, you will be confused and messy.
Under the lamp, the jasmine in the corner of the table danced gently, waving sweetly to me with the soft night wind and delicate fragrance. Scattered with white light, it is such a warm scene.
Behind the oil green is the pure white ripple in my heart. Layers of ice muscle jade bone are strewn at random, wrapped between pale yellow flower hearts. She is a young girl from plain clothes, and plain clothes is the product of an artist named Nature. Light and elegant, it is the water palace fairy, the moon palace and the princess of Han palace. Slim and graceful among the green leaves on the edge of the circle, blooming in the boundless darkness at night, hanging buds in batches, blooming in batches and blooming one after another.
This world, intrigue, fame and profit, pure white messenger disdain. The breeze is infinitely quiet, indifferent in peace, and sublimated in indifference.
There are ripples in my heart, and I admire this life for no reason. How many times did the flowers bloom? How many times has Frost Forest been dyed? Jasmine didn't compete with mountain flowers, nor did she go to Aoling Snow Cream. She kept her original self and opened up a unique scene in the hot summer, not competing with others and not cherishing others. Although out of the world, but not into the world.
The night wind blows gently, which soothes the mixed feelings. Jasmine dances and is innocent. The faint fragrance lingers, as pure as a dream and as high as the sky. Instead, I simply opened the seal of my memory in the faint fragrance of flowers to find my dream and keep my original heart.
Summer is as colorful as other seasons. Look at the scenery outside, can you feel the beauty that only belongs to summer?
Every time I go home from an interest class, I can always see a few grandfathers sitting in the shade and chatting. In this hot summer, it is also a unique scenery.
Trees always thrive in summer. Although the trees in the community are not too high, they cast a large shade over their heads like crowns. The color of the leaves in the sun is like shiny jade, and it seems to vomit a layer of oil, which makes people a little unclear.
Two little pink butterflies came from nowhere and danced up and down. The cicada in the tree cries desperately, as if accompanying two butterflies, which has an indescribable charm.
The grass in the shade may be a little sparse because it doesn't get enough sunshine. But every grass is trying to stretch its arms and make the best impression.
There are several bamboo chairs on the grass, and two or three old men are sitting on bamboo chairs with fans, talking and laughing. What happened to them? They look so laid back! "Grandpa! Grandpa! " Children's voices are ringing in my ears, and I saw a few children running out of the house next to them, quickly pouncing on the old people, shaking hands and asking stories. Grandpa didn't want the children to disturb their lunch break, so he waved his fan and pushed them aside. The children had to play in groups, a cat with brown stripes on a white background, walk on by. What a beautiful and harmonious picture.
I passed by here again when I went swimming in the afternoon. It's past five o'clock, and all the old people have gone back. Leaving only the children to play games around the chairs. The cat squinted and took a lazy nap on the chair. In the afternoon, the unique warm sunshine slanted in. The children seem to be covered with gold powder, even the cats, and everything feels lazy.
The scenery in summer is unique. This leisurely afternoon belongs to that unique summer memory. Life is colorful and summer is colorful. As long as you feel it with your heart, you will find the unique beauty of summer.
Xia Jing 9 Spring girl left with a smile, and Xia Ge came enthusiastically. People in the street put on cool summer clothes, the earth is scorched by the scorching sun, and cicadas sing cheerful songs on the trees from time to time, as if to tell us that summer is coming! Summer comes suddenly, accompanied by several heavy rains. Maybe summer is really a hot season.
Full of anxiety, I came to the West Lake Park to enjoy the scenery of the West Lake and let the breeze wash my heart. When you come to the shore, the sparkling lake, the endless green hills and the people who enjoy it by boat will attract your footsteps and make you feel the beauty of the West Lake. Listening to the cicada's cry, I no longer feel anxious, but feel beautiful, as if I were accompanying the beautiful dance of the West Lake.
I walked slowly along the shore, looking for willows, and my heart calmed down a lot. Following the laughter, I came to a dreamlike tree-lined path, which was originally quiet. With the laughter of the children, it became very lively here. At first glance, some grandparents nearby are joking, some are playing chess, and some are enjoying the cool under the tree. I was looking around when I suddenly heard a little sister pulling my skirt and saying to me in a sweet voice, "Sister, let's play together." I smiled and squatted down slowly, looking at my little sister's red face, so innocent and lovely, like a clear spring immersed in my heart. I said without hesitation, "Yes, yes." I play with a group of lovely children. Until now, that laughter still lingers in my heart for a long time. ...
In the evening and summer, it is especially quiet, less hot and cooler. If you want to say the representative flower of summer, it is the lotus. When I came to East Lake, the lotus was in full bloom, just like a muddy fairy, and it was breathtaking. Tourists use cameras to record the beauty of lotus flowers, like fairies dancing in the water, wearing pink clothes and green robes.
Summer is beautiful. It brings sunshine and enthusiasm to people. Let's embrace the beauty of this summer with full enthusiasm!
Summer scene 10 The sky seems to have a fever, which makes people uncomfortable, annoying and depressed.
I looked at the dazzling sun outside the window and felt timid. But after hiding at home for several days, I was so bored that I put up a sun umbrella and went out.
The once bustling streets are now deserted, and only a few people are in a hurry. Occasionally a gust of wind blows, and the air is still warm. Cinnamomum camphora is sick and dusty leaves droop listlessly. In the hot sun, a few yellow and crisp leaves fall from time to time, and you step on them and rustle. The fitness square, which is full of laughter and laughter on weekdays, is gone, leaving only some cold and hot fitness equipment. Supermarkets have become people's "summer resorts". The first and second floors are crowded with people. I went in to buy a bottle of water and stood in line for a long time.
I picked up the water I just bought and took a swig, only to find that the ice water was already hot after walking in the sun for a few minutes. I want to sit on a stool in the shade, but the hot stone bench makes me flinch. I have to find another place to spend the summer.
Looking around, a person suddenly broke into the field of vision. Looking intently, it turned out to be an old lady cleaning. She is cleaning the street, with a dustpan in her left hand and a broom in her right hand. A garbage truck is parked behind her. It's almost time to sweep. I took out a rag from the garbage truck and began to clean the trash can. Her eyes narrowed slightly and the wrinkles on her face deepened. Maybe it's because she cleans in the hot sun all the year round, and her skin is darker. She first wiped the outside of the trash can with a wet rag, then took out the small bucket inside and emptied it, and then carefully wiped the small bucket with a rag. She bent down, the clothes on her back were soaked and sweat rolled down her cheeks. She wiped her sweat with a towel and then continued to scrub.
The cicadas in the tree are calling tirelessly, one after another, as if praising the old woman. The smell in the trash can has gradually disappeared. ...
In my eyes, the old woman's rickety body became an unforgettable silhouette under the scorching sun.
She is the most beautiful scenery this summer!
Summer scenes 1 1 I like spring, autumn and winter, but I prefer passionate summer.
Summer is the most beautiful season of the year. At this time, the lotus is in full bloom, and the green lotus leaves hold up the budding lotus, which is natural and not arrogant. This can't help but remind people of Yang Wanli's poem, "Xiao He has just emerged, and a dragonfly has long stood on his head". Summer is a green ocean. Tall trees, short bushes, dense grass, everywhere, pale green, green, dark green, green together, into a thick green, thick green, reflected in the lush trees, reflected in the thick grass, reflected in the short bushes, reflected in my eyes, reflected in my heart. ...
In the morning, the summer sky is foggy, and the grass and the earth have just awakened. The sun rises in the east, and the clouds cover the sun like cotton, and the sun sets the clouds with shining Phnom Penh. There is still a little dew on the grass, which is crystal clear when the breeze blows. Noon is the hottest time in summer. People use endless words like "scorching sun, scorching sun, scorching heat" to describe the heat in summer and the scorching sun, but I don't think so. I think this is the charm of summer, which makes people feel warm. At this time, if you can swim and play in the cool pond, how comfortable and happy it is.
Summer is like a child's face, it changes as soon as you say it. No, like a fire, it began to cry. Tears gushed down and stood in front of the window, pouring rain fell from the sky, like the Milky Way "falling" from the world, reminiscent of Li Bai's poem "Suspected that the Milky Way fell for nine days". On summer nights, we go camping with friends. We count the stars in the night sky, catch cicadas with flashlights and play games under the big tree, which makes people feel extremely happy and beautiful.
Summer has her unique beauty. Maybe she can't catch up with the gorgeous girl in spring, the golden autumn sister and the pure and lovely winter sister, but she has simple beauty, not gorgeous, not rich and not dazzling. I like summer.
Summer scene 12 Summer gives people the feeling of being irritable and cool and comfortable. The temperature difference between indoor and outdoor can be regarded as ice and fire. Standing outside for a while will burn you. However, coolness and coziness are beyond my power. Facing the enthusiasm of this scorching sun, I have to go to an interest class.
Outside, the sun is scorching the earth, and billboards on asphalt roads and roadside shops seem to melt at any time. The puppy sighed weakly, too, and the leaves on both sides of the road faded. I was no longer interested in listening to these complaints, and it was no longer hot, so I hurried to class. Ten minutes later, I was already sweating like a pig. Fortunately, the air conditioner was turned on, otherwise I might have turned into a pool of boiling water.
. An hour and a half later, the class was over, but I reluctantly came out. Not far away, a sanitation worker caught my attention. She sat in the shade, but it was useless. Sweat still soaked her tender green overalls into dark green, and her face was flushed with heat and kept sweating. Sweat slipped down her cheeks and dripped on the ground. I seem to hear the sound of water evaporating.
These people who pay silently don't complain about the scorching sun in summer or the cold in winter, but we beg for mercy loudly because of a little difficulty. Compared with them, what is our suffering? They can enjoy the same treatment as us at home, but they don't want to be idle, work hard and have no complaints. It is with their appearance that the world has become so colorful.
The lotus in the lotus pond nodded slightly, as if blaming its tenderness and admiration. A warm wind swept across the lotus pond and blew at me. Suddenly, I didn't feel so hot, but a little cold.
It is these people who make up a magnificent summer scenery.
Summer scenery 13 "It seems like spring breeze, and there are ten thousand pear blossoms at night". In spring, there are "apes on both sides of the strait can't stop crying, and the canoe has crossed Chung Shan Man", and in summer, there are "infinite lotus leaves and different colors of lotus flowers".
In the summer morning, Yuan Ye in the countryside is lively and beautiful. But at noon, the sun was blazing and the air was boiling hot, as if a match could be lit. The green hills in summer are getting worse every day. After exposure to the hot sun and the baptism of showers, plants and trees have grown up and become more and more lush and green. The longer the trees grow, the more lush the trunks are, and the leaves are stacked one by one, tightly surrounded, like a huge green umbrella, which brings us shade.
In summer, although the heat is unbearable, it can't stop flowers from longing for the world. You see, among the dense lotus leaves in the pond, many lotus flowers are drilled, which means "mud comes out without dye, purple without demon". The hotter the weather, the more energetic they are, scrambling to open one by one. Pink lotus stands with its back straight. With the pool water, the lotus leaf is more tough and delicate, which reminds people of the poem "Lotus leaves are infinitely bright in the sky, and lotus flowers have different colors in the sun".
The weather in summer is as changeable as a child's face. Just now, the sun was shining brightly and there were no clouds in Wan Li. Suddenly, "God" looked gloomy, then lightning and thunder, and the raindrops as big as beans fell mercilessly. It has brought great trouble to people's travel. To plants, this raindrop is as bright and precious as countless crystals. When the rain fell on the ground, all kinds of plants began to greedily suck the gift from heaven, and suddenly they were radiant.
After the rain, the leaves of plants were covered with dew, and beautiful rainbows appeared in the sky. The air is particularly fresh, and the scorching sun hangs the sky and scatters it on the earth. In the sunshine and rain in summer, everything is thriving, full of vitality and picturesque.
I love this colorful summer, I love this vibrant summer, I love this vibrant summer!
Summer scene 14 Summer is hot and dry, as if there is always a fire burning violently in my heart, and even the breath from my nose has a scorching temperature. Summer is so rough and passionate.
The summer sun is always so warm. It seems to be hanging there 24 hours a day. Appreciating its hot posture and warm words makes people very happy. The cicada in the tree has long been impressed by it, singing songs praising it day and night; The lotus in the pool has long been fascinated by it, and with the encouragement of Uncle Feng, he is dedicating himself to dancing for it. Even noble human beings gave in to it, and their bodies exuded their own summer breath-sweat all the time. Ah, summer sun, I praise your fiery enthusiasm.
Summer rain is the opposite of the unrestrained sun. Rain is not as loyal to duty as the sun. It's like an elf girl, and it's printed in your eyes without warning. The cool rain on the skin makes people feel refreshing and comfortable. It seems to surround people in a little cool air, and all the cells in the body are eager to open their mouths and suck the coolness. The melody of the rain is also very pleasant: the rapid raindrops beat on the generous eaves, like a thick tuba, making a full and full voice, which is pleasant to listen to; Carefully consider the sound of the rain beating on the ground, like a long guzheng, crisp, ethereal and moving, which makes people seem to fall into the abyss valley at that moment. Ah, summer rain, I sing your silence and detail.
Breeze, the shy lotus in the lake is still standing, even if it breaks out of the muddy river mud, it can't resist its beauty; Even under the cruel destruction of the sun, it still maintains a proud posture. Lotus, I praise you, praise you, just because you are completely moved.
The hot summer is a colorful picture.
It's a summer morning. I walked out of the house, and the warm sun of the past hid behind thick clouds. Thick dark clouds hang over the earth, so dark that people feel depressed, just like their mother's face when she is angry. It looks like rain.
Gradually, the rain drops down, like a soft music. In the distance, tall pine trees rose into the sky, and a little drizzle flashed by. A few lonely pedestrians on the road hurried to the distance, and several umbrellas stood out in front, just like a few small flowers in the green grass.
Close up, the rain kept falling and gradually became a thin line. Generated a glittering and translucent luster, and the number of people in the street gradually increased. Crowds of people and umbrellas of various colors have become a flowing "sea of flowers".
The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the raindrops are getting more and more urgent. They beat the umbrella like a drumstick on a drum set, with a fast and lively rhythm. The rain and fog are getting thicker and thicker, and the buildings and trees in the distance gradually disappear.
The people in the street have almost left, only a few people in dribs and drabs, and the fog permeates the street, adding a bit of mystery to the ordinary street out of thin air. Raindrops fall mercilessly, the grass hangs its head feebly, the raindrops slide down and the ground is watery.
After a long time, the rain finally stopped. The dark clouds cleared, the sun came out, and a colorful glow fell down. How dazzling the rainbow is after the rain! Red, orange, yellow and green ... add a little more vitality to the sky in Chu Qing after the rain.
Ah! The "tick" sound of the rain intoxicated me, and the colorful rainbow after the rain made me yearn for it!