A beautiful novel about the weather

At noon in midsummer, the burning sun scorched everything in front of me mercilessly: the concrete floor in the community and the opposite building were like a bronze mirror, which blinded me; Trees droop their heads and lean weakly against this difficult time, raising their heads from time to time, as if to see if there are dark clouds floating in the distant sky. At this time, the ground is like being covered by a huge steamer, which makes people breathless. Hiding in an air-conditioned room, I just hope it will rain heavily early.

On June 15, the weather was extremely hot. The ground was already on fire as soon as the sun came out. Some clouds like Feiyun and fog like fog are floating in the air, which makes people feel breathless. There is no wind at all. Xiangzi looked at the gray day in the yard, drank a cold water and went out.

The willow tree in the street is sick, with a layer of dust hanging on its leaves and rolling on its branches; The branches are lazy and drooping listlessly. There was not a drop of water on the road, and it was all white. How high the dust on the sidewalk flies, it is connected with the gray air in the sky, forming a vicious gray sand array, which burns the faces of pedestrians. Everywhere is dry, everywhere is hot, everywhere is stuffy, and the whole old city is like a burnt-out brick kiln, which makes people breathless.

That day, it was terribly hot. As soon as the sun came out, the ground was already on fire, and some gray gases, like clouds, like Feiyun, like fog, like fog, floated low in the air, making people feel breathless.

Flaming parachutes are hanging high in the air, so hot that fish in the river dare not surface and birds dare not fly out of the mountains. Even the dogs in the village just stick out their tongues and gasp endlessly.

The sun is annoying and I can't wait to enjoy the cool under the tree.

Wan Li is clear, Wan Li is cloudless, and the sun is roasting the earth; A south wind blew, and a heat wave rolled up from the ground, which was suffocating. Weeds can't resist the sun exposure, and the leaves are rolled into thin strips. Whenever in the afternoon, people always feel tired easily, just like just waking up, feeling groggy and unwilling to move. Even the birds in the Woods are resting in the trees with their mouths open, and they are too lazy to fly out for food.

Spring has gone with the fallen flowers, and summer is covered with green leaves and jumping in the warm wind. ..... The leaves of poplar trees in the street are moving with a layer of green light in the sun, and a layer of white gas like fog hangs around the blue sky upstairs; This layer of green light and white gas makes people feel very happy, but it is a bit dry.