Do you have any poems about summer mornings?

Early in the morning,

Dewdrops on the leaves are still wet,

The cricket's cry is so clear that it lingers in my ears.

Are they waking me up?

The feeling of happiness permeates the air,

I couldn't help stretching out my arms,

The bird saw me take a deep breath,

Laugh at me for being so greedy.

The morning breeze is cool,

Baiyun is not afraid of cold,

Wandering slowly in the air,

I want to share my happiness with it,

Isn't this an absurd idea?

Funny or not,

Even butterflies urge me to sing,

She danced with her,

I want to take advantage of the flowers before they wake up.

Lazy.

Hum a few words of "the fragrance of grass",

Let your mind fly.

Summer morning,

I like it.