Sentences describing summer.

1. In midsummer, it is so hot that even dragonflies only dare to fly near the shade, as if they were afraid that the sun would burn their wings.

There is no cloud, no wind and no coolness in the air. In the hot sun overhead, all the trees stood there listlessly and lazily.

The weather is sultry and there is no wind. The thick air seems to have solidified.

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. Can't breathe. Dogs lie prone on the ground with bright red tongues, and mules and horses have particularly large nostrils.

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

6. I don't know where the bird is hiding; 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!

It's so hot that it seems that a spark will cause an explosion.

One summer noon, the sky was clear, the sun was high, and there was not even a breath of wind. The earth is like a steamer, which is too hot to breathe.

9. At noon, the sun rolled up all the leaves, and cicadas kept arguing with long cymbals, adding a layer of irritability to the sultry weather.

10, at noon in the scorching sun, the wind didn't blow, the birds didn't crow, the cattle and sheep didn't go, and the ravine was dead silent.

1 1. It's already noon, and the sun shines on the river like fire, even the flowing river is steamed by the sun.

12, at noon, the sun shines on the leaves of five grains, cicadas are on the trees, and Yin Yan is on the crops, flapping his wings and singing.

13, sultry afternoon, not a breath of wind. Although sitting in the shade of a tree, I am still hot: my face is hot, my chest is hot, and even the air I breathe is hot, so hot that I can't breathe.

14, the fireball sun scorched the earth. The tree was baked deaf and pulled its head, the dog lay in the shade with its red tongue, the cicada cried desperately in the tree, and there was oppression and disgust everywhere.

15, at noon in this summer, the mirror-like water surface reflects silver light.

16, it's almost noon. The sky is clear and the sun is blazing in Wan Li. Cicadas on nearby branches are standing noisily.

17, the sun hung motionless overhead, baking the grass. There is no wind, the air is stagnant, and there is no ripple on the water.

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