How to describe the summer in July?

The sentences describing the summer in July are as follows:

1, in July, insects are singing in the summer night, catkins are rippling, a thousand layers of dreams, violets are swaying, the fragrance of fish is shallow, the moon is held and the flowing water is heard, and the tassels of the moonlight fall into the sentimental heart. In the world of mortals, I saw you dancing leisurely in Furong Pu. On midsummer night, I will never forget your bright eyes, white teeth, frown and smile. A curtain of Ling Bo, Luo Yi does not touch. Tonight the rain hits the curtains, and the fog seeps into my mind, which breeds shallow sadness and takes me into the blue summer.

2. Summer nights are very beautiful. In addition to the white-hot and noise during the day, if you are lucky, you can also see the flowing cocoons at night. Sitting on the railing of the bridge, looking at the twinkling stars in the distant sky, expecting to listen to the gurgling sound of running water under the bridge, where the wind feeds, as if telling a beautiful relationship between people. .....

July is also the rainy season. The heavy rain came as scheduled, and the sound of rain and thunder was mixed with the wind. The heavy rain poured down and suddenly turned into a vast world of water. At present, there is a flowing water curtain, and the rain and fog engulf the whole field of vision with destructive power.

This summer, it is extremely hot, but I often go out of the cool air-conditioned room, expose myself to the scorching sun and breathe the hot air. Walking in the bustling streets, I still see the familiar scenery. The hot weather has little effect on me. Perhaps, I am more heat-resistant, or perhaps, I like the feeling of being hit by a heat wave. Look at my tanned face and arms, I don't care at all.

The rain in midsummer is always so heavy. In July, the rain came quickly and went slowly. The rainy days for several days in a row make people no longer feel the heat of midsummer, but a little more boring. The sky "shows" his gray-black skin all the time, which makes people feel strange. ......

5. At noon, it is sunny. A wisp of breeze blew, and patches of sunshine slanted in through the window. Sprinkle on the balcony, a little warning incense, curled up into the eyes. Type a string of words on the keyboard. I don't know whether it is the mood of writing or the mood that brings interest in writing. Such a lazy moment is the most leisurely time of the day. You can temporarily put down your work without worrying about your career or the noise of the city.

Time belongs to us, and we can let free thoughts gallop in the warm sunshine season. If you can lie on the quaint ivy chair at this moment and watch the clouds drift by without trace, you will feel carefree. A warm and persistent mood is as full of fragrance as afternoon tea. In July, midsummer. A warm ray of light. Text, dark green. Beautiful scenery.