Description of hot weather and intense work

(fragment 1)

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! "

(Part II)

Summer is beautiful. People's soldiers fight in the front line of flood fighting, guarding the levee and protecting the property safety of Daiyue people. The sun is like fire in summer, and the ground temperature is above 50 degrees. As soon as I went out, the heat wave rolled and the road was like the equator. The traffic police stood upright in the scorching sun and meticulously maintained traffic. Every movement of them is so natural and unrestrained and standardized. Under the correct command of the traffic police, the roads were orderly and no traffic accidents occurred. The traffic police is like a monument, how sacred it is! I am in awe. Although their figures are small on the road, they are the tallest people in my heart. City builders sweat profusely for building a beautiful home and step up construction. Under the scorching sun, they are paving roads and bridges, building tall buildings ... the steel bars reach 60 degrees. ...

(Part III)

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.

Working pressure:

My hands and feet are freezing, and what I just ate seems to have been digested. With the rhythmic beating of my heart, I slowly slid down with my intestines. If time permits, I want to go to a very important place, but ...

He is like an ant on hot bricks, at a loss.

He was flushed and extremely nervous.

There is a rabbit jumping around in my heart.

What should I do? What should I do? My heart is racing, my hands are at a loss and my mind is in a mess. I don't know what I'm doing or what I'm going to do.

I feel my heart is about to jump out, wandering around, but I can't find an exit. I only know that I will face an arduous but unavoidable burden, and I am suddenly very tired.