Three selections of summer writing.

It is very hot in summer. According to the different degree of heat in summer, it can be divided into early summer, midsummer and aftersummer. The following are three essays about writing summer, welcome to read.

The first part of "Selected Essays on Summer": The taste and scenery of summer once lit up a way to find, so I bowed my head and smiled. After that rainy day, a sunny summer came, with gentle breeze, subtle reminder, silent touch, sincerity and enthusiasm.

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Outside the east window, the riverbank burns incense and is foggy; The west gate is shaded by trees. Cicada's impudence makes me hot, July, good mood, July, let summer release the biggest light, leave the deepest warmth and store it in the cold winter.

Hot summer can always bring some lasting memories, or the popularity of rain companions hides too much unknown romance, or the peers walk together in the same city jungle, where there are many songs and laughter. Will you inadvertently think of it?

The summer wind, passing by, is always refreshing and relieves the heat.

Summer rain, the slightest drop, always has a touch of freshness, which will restore the soul.

Summer nights are long and clear, and it is rare to be so elegant. I will knock down my blessing in the form of words and give it to you. I wish you peace and health!

For a long time, I haven't used words to describe the wonderful moments in the artistic conception, and time has passed. Too fast, I can't help but recall that I have moved to another higher starting point.

We have chosen too many roads ourselves. Since you have chosen to be unique in the world, you can only see the difference between tomorrow and today by exerting your wisdom and strength, and it is worth paying. I firmly believe that it is the best.

The sadness and loneliness in June is because a gene called sex has been lost in our hearts.

In July, I was in a good mood. The morning sunshine warmed the air through the glass under the reflection of marble. Occasionally, mechanical wind is passed through the door by an electric fan, which is mixed with the smell of Juncus on the street corner. I can't wait to experience the taste of this summer and let the whole body and mind bathe in that elegant and warm atmosphere.

The afternoon sky is as clear as the blue sky, and the clouds are flowing quietly. I believe that there is always a way behind us, as long as we turn around, we can find it; I also believe that everyone has a wall in his heart. As long as you push it away, you can see the sun.

On a starry night, the moon accompanied me in a dream. I want to keep this dream and keep it in the refrigerator. One day after a long time, when I become a white-haired old man, I will take out my frozen dream, melt it and boil it. Then I will sit down slowly and soak my old and cold feet in it.

Cicada, a nuisance, cried desperately in the tree. I think you will mature one day, and your ears will be burned like fire. Who knows my sadness? The wind blows into my skirt, puts enthusiasm into my backpack, and misses your smile. I want you to know that the taste of summer will never be erased in my heart.

The taste of summer, hot years, is always difficult to be clear. I once passed your enthusiasm. I once read your affectionate and familiar feelings, but suddenly I felt strange. In those sincere years, I was so stiff and cold. Can I make my dream stick like a sunflower, can I make my dream hold a thread like a flying kite, leave all my sadness and troubles in the wilderness, and let the seeds of poetic sincerity spread all over Shan Ye?

The taste of summer, how many people in this moment of light infected with eternal, hot air, fingers slightly cold, thoughts such as splashing ink, layer upon layer rendering. Now, we look at each other through time, and the youth over there is maturing day by day in summer. Your smiling face, I am singing softly, blooming like summer flowers, and the whisper in the air, with a touch of pure white tenderness, interprets the most beautiful July fire.

The breath of summer heats the air, thoughts and friendship; The breeze blows away the heat wave, troubles and worries. May my greetings be a shade of green, sheltering you from the wind and rain; May my blessing be a rainbow and surprise you; May my wish be to take a look at the spring water, which is cool and straight to your heart.

The smell of summer, the wind is light and there is no rain, only the sun is roasting the earth and my thoughts are flowing, and I can't find the peace of mind for a while. Hot red beans and hot thoughts are beating wildly in a pure heart, and only your name is covered on the keyboard. I stared at these familiar three words, remembering the dribs and drabs since we met. I used to hate and worry, and I was so pale and powerless by your naughty smile.

The taste of summer, looking at a blue sky, has a kind of amorous feelings of being in it. You see, the clouds on the horizon are telling with heart, am I your only scenery? I tell you, I want to find a quiet harbor. When it was blown out by Xia Feng, but it was not blown out, I was calling your name with my heart. I wonder if people in the distance feel it? Gently put down the sweet care, in fact, you can understand my deep affection.

The smell of summer expresses a burning feeling for you, and cheers softly for those who know or understand. On the road of life without regrets, it is a unique scenery. Sing it gently and sincerely, and think of you in every sunny day, so the sky is clear and transparent.

I look up at the sky at 37 degrees, and the clouds blowing from Xia Feng are still elegant, so light and so pure; I have tasted the ups and downs for 365 days, but the taste of summer is so sweet that I can forget all my troubles, so I wait quietly, waiting for the taste of summer.

Summer summer, my hometown, is a season full of passion. The sky is particularly vast, with strong sunshine and lush vegetation. The clear spring flowing through the valley is cool and sweet, birds are flying in the forest happily, and cicadas are beating the summer March on the trees. Xia Yu is like a naughty child. It can come at any time and leave at any time. The sunset glow blushes and the rainbow builds a bridge between heaven and earth.

In summer, the city is full of traffic, colorful and noisy, and the hot weather pushes the hot summer to a climax. The fast-paced life of city people makes their mood more anxious in summer, so city people generally don't like to spend summer. Once upon a time, country people always yearned for the city. When it comes to such a hot summer day, the mountain breeze, streams, rain and dew, countryside and green fields in the countryside have all become the yearning of the city people.

I'm glad that I can hide in my hometown for the summer in such a hot season. Only here can you feel the beauty of summer. My hometown is surrounded by mountains, and the trees open their wide arms and embrace their shade. Green leaves are like bright eyes. Bamboo groves are fluttering in the wind, and skirts are swaying and dancing. Lotus in the pond, pink face, under the sunshine, looks serene and elegant, like a group of out-of-touch pink fairies, dancing lightly with the wind. The wind blowing in Shan Ye ushered in freshness, dispelled the heat, and gradually calmed the impetuous heart.

A straight cement road in the village is clean, and neat little houses stand on both sides of the road. Buildings or white or yellow tiles shine in the sun, which is pure light that buildings in the city do not have. Plant a tree in front of every house, including jujube, plum, olive, buttonwood and cherry. This is not only a fresh and beautiful scenery, but also makes the village much cooler in summer.

There are not many cars here, but there are many more than before. I remember when I was at school, there were only two vans and several tractors in the village. Occasionally, when a car comes, adults and children will look around and look at people. Everyone's eyes are shining with envy. And whispered that the driver must be a very rich and stylish person.

With the development of economy, every family now has motorcycles and agricultural tricycles, and some people in the family have bought cars. Every day, people drive or ride bicycles to and from the city, and agricultural vehicles go to the mountains to take care of bamboo. There are often big trucks carrying bamboo, because there are many bamboo mountains in the village, and people here have long made a living by selling bamboo and bamboo shoots. Now most people grow oranges and tea, which gives the villagers another income.

It's summer vacation now, and almost all the children who go to school outside have gone home. This village is much more active than before. There are many married daughters like me who take their children back to their parents' home for the summer vacation. Seeing those children, big and small, playing by the roadside, I can't help thinking of my childhood, which is the epitome of my childhood. How to teach people not to sigh: time flies? ! I think it is called time, because time is as fast as the speed of light.

The people in the village are simple and kind, and neighbors will help each other no matter what farm work they do, and whoever cooks will share it. Every door is open all day. Summer is a season rich in fruits and vegetables. Many people cut watermelons and invited their neighbors to eat them. The same is true of other foods. The door in the city is closed all day, and even some neighbors who live opposite have not seen each other for years. The contrast between urban and rural areas is simply suffocating.

The cool breeze in the evening dispelled the heat during the day. After dinner, everyone went out for a walk in twos and threes, and most of them went to the intersection outside the village to enjoy the cool. Some men will take their children fishing in a stream not far from the village. Father will strut ahead with a fishing rod, and children will jump behind with small buckets. The expression of pride reveals endless joy.

As night falls, the moon washes its delicate white face, rises slowly and pours on Yin Hui. The stars blinked their sleepy eyes, one after another, sometimes shining, sometimes hazy. Fireflies are flying in the air with small lanterns, shining under the eaves of trees and shining with the stars in the sky. Children are chasing happily under the night sky, and a pair of bright eyes can't compare with stars and fireflies.

Osmanthus trees rustle in front of our house, as if welcoming us. We moved to bamboo chairs and sat under the tree to enjoy the cool. I brought my mother's cake and my father's melons and fruits. Adults are talking and laughing, children are frolicking, and they are so enjoyable and hearty in the melody of cicadas and frogs.

When I was a child, I always longed to fly out of the sky like a bird, but now I am more and more attached to this local land, because there are childhood footprints, a growing breath and a quiet voice. However, the most important thing is that there are my loving parents here.

There was a heavy rain at night, which washed the earth clean, and the wind and rain made the summer night clear. The heat subsided in lightning and thunder, and the lightning and thunder ended in coolness. People fell asleep peacefully in coolness.

The next morning, it was warm before the sun rose. The cool breeze blows gently, the grass leaves are fresh, and the summer morning smells fragrant. White clouds brushed gently in the sky like white silk scarves, and the blue sky became clearer and clearer. Birds fly around in the air early in the morning, singing the dynamic notes of summer happily.

When welcoming the first ray of sunshine in the morning, it was amazing under the bride's red gauze skirt, especially dazzling. That kind of warmth is a woman's fresh and elegant makeup, soft and not flattering. The red sun gradually reveals the whole face, and the warm smile seems to say: a beautiful day has begun again! ?

Part III: When summer comes, summer in the north is always late. After a storm, the sun is shining, the flowers are falling, and summer finally comes as scheduled in people's expectations.

There is shade everywhere, which is a sign of summer. In the shade, the peasant woman talked about her parents' shortcomings and happiness, and there was a silvery laughter. The trees are dressed in festive costumes, full of vitality and graceful. The pine tree shook off its dust, and every branch was covered with new green spike pine needles, which felt soft in the hand, like a baby's red finger. Pine cones are red in green and purple in red, just like gems embedded in clothes. Naughty children always pick up a few and play with them in their hands. Glass tree blooms and spits, and the flower pods hang on the branches like butterflies. Poplar is wearing a brand-new green military uniform, and the wind rustles the green leaves, telling people the joy of summer. This is a paradise for birds. Their leaves jump and shuttle, singing love songs endlessly and talking about human beings.

Summer is always represented by flowers. When you see the yellow dandelion flowers pinned to the shepherdess's hair, you will know that summer is coming with an irresistible trend. When you ride a motorcycle on a country road, the intoxicating aroma comes to your face. Can't you see what it is? Is it a potato flower? Is it a sunflower? Whatever, just cross it on the way of fragrance. Stop and you can hear the buzzing of bees, the chirping of slugs in wheat fields, the chirping of sparrows and the whispering of swallows. There are concerts in nature every day in summer. At night in the countryside, crickets are playing the piano in the corner, frogs are beating drums in the ditch and partridges are chirping in the distance. Summer is lively and never lonely. Enjoy yourself, there is life playing in every corner of summer.

When I saw tomatoes red, eggplant covered with noble purple coats and green beans covered with vines, I was more sad than happy. Because the ripening of fruit will be accompanied by the aging of leaves.

Because the students separated in this season, they left a deep affection.