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Summer heat and solar terms
The heat of summer has not completely faded, the air is filled with the thick smell of grass, cicadas are singing, and the vegetation is covered with dew in the setting sun. The following is an article about solar terms in the great summer heat that I compiled on 20 17. Welcome to read!

20 17 solar terms of great summer heat 1 After the slight summer heat, it is great summer heat. The heat is the most difficult solar term in a year. The ancients divided it into three periods: first, rotten grass was firefly; Second, wait for the soil to moisten and cool off the heat; Just when it rains heavily.

Rotten grass is firefly, which is a beautiful legend in ancient China.

According to the Book of Rites. Monthly order ",? In the last month of midsummer, in March, the willows were like fire, and the grass was rotten and fireflies were burning. ? Li Shizhen, a great doctor in the Ming Dynasty, did not forget to say a few words in Compendium of Materia Medica: There are three kinds of fireflies. One is Xiao Ye Fei, with a bright belly, which is also transformed by Mao Gen. ? Ancient China people would rather believe that fireflies are beautiful incarnations and have spiritual existence. Even rotten aquatic plants and roots can be reborn like Liang Zhu and become butterflies.

Rotten grass is a firefly, which is the charm of the heat, making people full of awe and expectation for the heat. To tell the truth, it is impossible to smell the years all the year round without slight heat and great heat. Where is the author? A little hot? It has been studied in the chapter that summer heat is a disease and summer heat is a serious illness. As the saying goes, if you don't die after a serious illness, there will be blessings in the future. Being sick is an experience of life. Why don't we accept and challenge frankly? Summer vacation is a countermeasure to challenge the long summer, but I think summer vacation is a poetic life, so I prefer the word summer vacation. Summer in midsummer is the hardest. We regard summer as a pastime, which should be a high level in life.

Only in summer will rotten grass be produced, which is the legend of fireflies. Grass is the most common and smallest life in the world, and it also has the fate of coming and going with the seasons. In winter, grass turns into dirt in the process of wind and frost. Then, under the catalysis of the spring rain, it turned into rotten grass. If you follow the poetic imagination, it will turn into spring mud to moisten? Spring is coming again? The younger generation. Unexpectedly, however, it turned into a firefly, just like Liang Zhu turned into a butterfly, and continued its beautiful life.

What a great legend this is. With such a legend, I like summer. Although I experienced a nightmare in the summer of 19, in retrospect, it is no longer so terrible and unbearable.

It was the early summer of 1998, and the heat had not yet arrived. That year, I dreamed of starting a journalist career in Yueyang Evening News. On the way to the interview, I received a terrible news that my little daughter Zhou was hospitalized and I rushed to Yueyang County schistosomiasis control hospital. The doctor in the hospital calmly told me that the initial examination was leukemia and suggested that it be transferred to another hospital for treatment. In the afternoon, we transferred Shi Yao to Yueyang Second People's Hospital. After diagnosis, my daughter got acute leukemia.

Shi Yao is seven years old and has already entered the second grade of primary school. She is in the same class as her sister Zhou Shijing, and her grades are better than her sister's. I once wrote an essay "Raising a Stream". I compared my two daughters to two streams. They tinkled and were happy every day. Every time I come home from work, the two sisters often sit on my lap and ask me to tell them stories, and sometimes tell me interesting stories about them at school. Among the two sisters, Shi Yao is a bit like me, with heavy eyebrows and dark skin. She often tells me that my sister is as beautiful as my mother and as ugly as me.

Shi Yao learned to walk and learn simple language at the age of one year and one month. When I was two years old, I often stood by the side of the road with her sister, watching older children go to school with schoolbags. Or follow them out of a distance. When she was three and a half years old, we sent her to preschool to study with her sister. Her short man is carrying a big schoolbag, which is out of proportion. But she's happy. She said that the schoolbag on her back would grow faster and soon surpass her sister. Sister Shi Jing is her role model. She compares everything with her sister, and her grades are the same. Therefore, her score in every exam is absolutely no less than her sister's, and sometimes she does better.

When I was in preschool, I learned nursery rhymes for the first time. When she got home, her sister dared not recite it, so she sang with a microphone. Doll, doll, big eyes and black hair, let me hug you and be your good mother. ? Cadence, full of charm. Crisp children's voices seem to be not fade away, often from dreams.

Shi Yao wants to grow tall and grow up, but she just won't grow up. At the age of six and a half, she was a head shorter than her sister in the second grade. Xiaoshiyan is also very interesting, joking with us: Long can't beat the girl, but the result is better than the girl. Look! ? You look very proud.

The most unforgettable thing is that once, I finished writing an article about their two sisters flying kites and read it to them. After listening, Shi Jing went to play happily, but Shi Yao stayed by my side as if he had something on his mind. I asked Shi Yao why she didn't go out to play with her sister. Shi Yao's answer is surprising. She said:? Dad, don't write about me in the future. ? I asked her why, but she said no, this scene has been deeply engraved in my heart, and now I think it is incredible.

As far as I can remember, Shi Yao was seldom ill. But when you get sick, it is leukemia, and it is acute leukemia. On Saturday morning, Shi Yao was ill and had a fever. We sent her to the hospital. At that time, we thought it was a cold and gave her a few bottles of intravenous drip. In the afternoon, Shi Yao and his friends went to play. At two o'clock on Sunday night, I got up to go to the toilet. When I saw the light on in Shi Yao's room, I went to see it. Unexpectedly, Shi Yao sat on the bed with a cup of boiled water in his hand and drank it slowly. She had a fever again. She couldn't sleep and was afraid of waking us up. She got up silently, made herself a cup of boiled water and took the medicine she bought yesterday. I called my wife. When Shi Yao was sent to a nearby clinic, it was already past 5 am. The doctor said that a cold might be better. I didn't care, so I went to work by car.

Half an hour before Shi Yao left, Shi Yao suddenly said to me, Dad, I want to go home? . I fought back my tears and said to her, When Yao Yao is well, we will go home. ? It seems that Shi Yao didn't listen to me, but said it three times in a row:? Dad, I want to go home? . Before Yao Yao left, she took a piss. When I took the urine to the toilet and poured it back, Shi Yao left. She stays at seven forever.

Shi Yao took many photos before his death. These photos were hidden by my father. This set is at 19. This year, my old father returned all the photos of Shi Yao to me. He said: this is also a memory of life. You are also a grandfather, and you should be able to withstand all living conditions.

In the past 19 years, I thought of Shi Yao almost every day. Especially in the first seven years, it is really difficult. I cried for seven years, but my thick hair disappeared and I cried white. These seven years, I got a disease called neurosis. I know this is a kind of heart disease, and now I finally overcome it with the care and strong will of my family. In the past, whenever someone mentioned Yao Yao's name, I felt my heart would explode, which was particularly uncomfortable. Now, I have relaxed, and I often talk about Yao Yao calmly with my family. If Yao Yao were still alive, she would be a mother. ? Sometimes, I can look through her photos calmly.

Later, we had another daughter, Zhou Shiyang, who is 13 years old this year. I like Shiyang very much. I think Shiyang is the rebirth of Shi Yao. It's just that I never told anyone what I thought.

Shi Yao is a long summer in my life season, and it finally got me through it. For Shi Yao, life is only seven short years. Put her in the crowd, Shi Yao is like a meteor in the sky, or a grass on the ground, insignificant, but for me, she will always be the concern and load in my heart.

Now, it's summer, and Shi Yao, a grass that withered as early as 19 years ago, has been treasured in my heart, nourishing and not corrupting. Perhaps only when my lamp of life runs out of oil will my rotten grass turn into a firefly, so that her weak fluorescence can illuminate my other journey and keep me from getting lost.

20 17 summer solar terms 2 standing at the head of the village and watching the end of the village.

It is cool in summer, and drought and evaporation increase in summer.

Taking a bath often is as expensive as gold.

I have the most difficult and tense moment in agriculture.

Fight the scorching sun and high temperature in a green and poetic village.

Carelessly soothing the deep affection of rice ears.

Gently kissed the more and more orange melon fragrance.

The phenomenon of jointing and heading in the windward of maize

I will dedicate the love of my life and share joys and sorrows with it.

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I learned it from my plump figure in summer.

Understand the wanton enthusiasm and wild growth of crops

Calm irrigation of nectar and jade liquid

Let the buds full of sunshine rise rapidly in autumn.

On the hard growth of a bunch of rice ears

Handy corn, dazzling melons and fruits

In my painful and happy dreams

Amid worries about drought and rising agriculture

Surging, riding the wind and waves, invincible

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Elegant lotus flower

Quietly waiting for a bright moon to rise.

Splash in the hot sun.

My thoughts are floating in the wind.

Listen to the wind, listen to the rain, listen to the hot sun, and talk.

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Country love in July

Love is passionate about the hard work and prosperity of agriculture.

In the hot summer.

Please let me write a poem with green soul and scars.

Burn it to ashes for planting in July