Describe the hot weather from the front and side, about 200 words.

The leaves hang down in dismay and the birds don't fly. Hiding in the bushes, cicadas are almost burnt, and they keep shouting, "It's stuffy! Boring! " The earth was baked like a smoking steamed bun. ...

The old tree is quiet. So are the leaves.

There is no wind, and the summer heat does not converge at night, and there is no wind at all, which is even more sultry.

The water you drink instantly turns into a sweat, dripping from your forehead.

Willow seems to be ill, its leaves are covered with dust and rolling on its branches.

The leaves were covered with dust and rolled up, and the birds stopped flying. Hiding in the bushes, cicadas are almost burnt, and they keep shouting, "It's stuffy! Boring! " The earth was baked like a smoking steamed bun. ...