A passage describing hot weather

1. The summer sun is like a big stove, scorching the earth. Even the air is hot, and people sweat when they move.

2. At noon, the burning sun scorched the ground. Old people from all households came out and sat in cool places to talk about this and that, expressing their opinions and opinions. The cicada and cicada in the tree cried listlessly, as if to say, "Oh dear! It is really hot today. The dead sun killed me. This lifeless summer is really hot. But summer is also good, which can make seedlings grow rapidly! "

That evening, like all nights in summer, looked haggard and sleepy after being abused by the sun for a day, with a fascinating morbid beauty. The red clouds in the sky are like the red cheeks of patients with high fever, and they feel hot at first sight. The asphalt road is more sunny than the grass, and you can't get your feet out when you step on it. There is also an unpleasant burning smell. The white building stands quietly in the dusk light, gentle and reserved. There are only a few hills in the distance, and it accepts the embrace of the sunset glow with infinite enthusiasm, which makes people dare not look at it for a long time.

The whole city is like a burnt-out brick kiln, which makes people breathless. Dogs lie prone on the ground with bright red tongues, and mules and horses have particularly large nostrils.

One day in summer vacation, it was very hot. The sun scorched the earth and there was no wind all day. The willows beside the moat are dejected and lifeless. Cicada cried out in despair "hot … hot …"; It's hard to find an ant on the ground ― they can't stand the heat.

6. After cleaning the room, I went downstairs to take out the garbage. As soon as I got out of the corridor door, I felt the heat wave coming at me. Looking up again, it is really "the blue sky is floating and the dazzling sunshine is shining." The yard was quiet, and none of the old people who left early could be seen. I thought to myself, it's so hot in the morning, how can I spend lunch?

7. The scorching sun is in the sky, and on both sides of the road, ripe grains bend down in the heat. Grasshoppers, like grass leaves, make a weak and noisy sound in wheat fields and rye fields, among the reeds on the shore.

8. The sun is like a fireball of the boss, the light is burning, the road surface is scorched by the scorching sun, and a pile of white smoke is stepped on.

9. I don't know where the bird went; The vegetation is dejected and despondent, as if dying; Only cicadas keep chirping in the branches; It's really breaking gongs and drums to cheer for the scorching sun!

10, in July, in the blue sky, the sun hung like a fireball, and the cloud was too hot to stand, and quietly disappeared without a trace. The trees on the river bank spread thick branches and leaves, trying to block out the glare of the sun.

1 1, it was the hottest noon in summer, and the sun in the south unscrupulously threw hundreds of millions of high temperatures out of its nuclear melting pot. At this time, except those who soak in the Lijiang River and work in places with air conditioning, the rest are heavy and top-heavy. There are wisps of smoke in the sky. Needless to say, it was baked by the sun, and the cloud was angered by Hua Song and sank into the water.

12, at noon in midsummer, the burning sun scorched everything in front of me mercilessly: the concrete floor in the community and the opposite building was like a bronze mirror, which made my eyes hard to open; 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.

13, the big leaves on both sides of the road drooped listlessly in the sun, and the grass withered in the sun, just like eggplant beaten by frost. Is anybody there? Some people turn on the air conditioner, some people blow the electric fan, some people take the fan and "click" it hard ... People who work outside are sweating and keep saying, "It's so hot! If only I were at home, it would be more comfortable to turn on the air conditioner, but now it is so hot, so hot, we are as uncomfortable as a drowned rat! "

14 Although the burning sun has not yet come directly, the sand on the roadside has already revealed a timid light. The grass seems to be unable to withstand the scorching sun and slowly hangs down its leaves. Only the fish in the pond are not afraid of the heat and swim freely in the water in the trees on the shore.

15. The willows in the street look sick. The leaves were covered with dust and rolled around the branches, and the branches did not move. There is white light on the road, and the vendors dare not shout. The plexiglass signboard at the door of the store seems to have been sunburned.

16, the flaming umbrella is high in the air, so hot that the fish in the river dare not surface and the birds dare not fly out of the mountains. Even the dogs in the village just stick out their tongues and gasp endlessly.

17, cicadas kept making annoying calls on the branches, as if cheering for the scorching sun.

18, at noon, there was no cloud, the sun was burning overhead, there was no wind, and all the trees stood there listlessly.

19, grass, reeds and red, white and purple wildflowers were steamed high in the sky by a fiery red sun, and the air was filled with sweet and intoxicating breath.

20. At noon in midsummer, the scorching sun bakes everything on the earth mercilessly. The earth was scorched by the sun, as if it were covered by a huge steamer, which made people breathless.

2 1, the scorching sun is like fire, and the earth is like a steamer, so hot that people can't breathe.

22. The sun is like a big fireball, emitting a series of intense lights, illuminating everything on the earth and making people feel that they are in a hot kingdom. People generally don't want to go out when they have nothing to do. If they really have something to go out, they should also wear sun hats or bring wet towels. As soon as they get home, they can't wait to turn on the electric fan or air conditioner and enjoy the cool wind they send out.

23. In the scorching sun, on both sides of the road, ripe ears of grain were so hot that they bent down and bowed their heads. Grasshoppers are as numerous as grass leaves, making a weak and noisy sound in wheat fields and rye fields and among the reeds on the shore.

24. It's really hot today! The burning sun baked the earth mercilessly, and the earth was burned like a huge cage, which made people breathless.

25. Look, the puppy is lying on the ground panting, as if to say, "Hey, it's so hot!" " Cicada is tearing her throat in the tree and keeps calling, "It's really hot this summer! The sun is drying the water on me. " The seedlings in the field were bent by the sun and said weakly, "Thirst! Thirst! I'm dying of thirst! "

26. In the midsummer of July, there is not a cloud in the blue sky. The sun is scorching the earth, the water in the river is boiling hot, and the soil in the field is smoking.

27. The temperature is very high, and the fiery sun shines directly on everything, making those stone steps white. Due to the reflection of these stone steps, the eaves are also heated, so the air there is dull and as hot as a boiler. In this hot climate, empty chairs crackle. As for the standing speculators, in order to avoid the scorching sun, they are trying to find the shadows covered by those pillars.

28. The stout old willow drooped its branches listlessly, and the green leaves curled up, hanging their heads in dismay like a criticized child. I don't know where the wind hides. It's hot everywhere. The cicada in the tree also stretched out its voice and cried desperately, "I can't stand it, I can't stand it ..."

29. In August, the sun is like a fire umbrella. At noon, the sky is dazzling, like a white-hot iron plate. The twigs of weeping willows on the roadside are motionless, the shadows of trees shrink into a ball, and the dusty leaves roll painfully. The asphalt pavement has also been softened by the sun. Looking into the distance, it seems that there is a transparent steam rising on the deserted road.

There is not a trace of wind or cloud in the sky. In the hot sun overhead, all the trees stood there listlessly and lazily.