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Beautiful sentences describing summer environment

A: Beautiful sentences describing the summer environment.

1, the weather is so hot that it seems that a little spark will cause an explosion. The scorching sun is like fire, and the earth is like a steamer, which makes people breathless. Walking on the road, the oncoming wind hit like a heat wave. Early in the morning, cicadas cried loudly to tell people that another hot day had begun. It's very hot in summer, and the birds don't know where to hide; Plants and trees hang their heads; The puppy was so hot that it stuck out its tongue and kept panting. Cicada kept making annoying calls on the branches, as if cheering for the scorching sun.

Walking on the road, the oncoming wind is like a heat wave.

Today, the sun is like fire, and cicadas are singing.

4. The weather is unbearably hot, and it is Fahrenheit 125 degrees in the shadow of cactus.

The weather in summer is as hot as a steamer.

6. The bird doesn't know where to hide; 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!

7. The inevitable heat in summer is really a headache, whether you are walking on the road under the scorching sun or have entered the shadow of trees and houses; Whether in the morning or at night, the heat of that summer is always with you, haunting you, which is really annoying. The tireless cry of cicadas brings people a kind of summer irritability. Without a breath of wind, the earth is like a steamer.

8. It's very hot in summer, and the birds don't know where to hide; Plants and trees hang their heads; The puppy was so hot that it stuck out its tongue and kept panting.

9. In midsummer, it's so hot that even dragonflies only dare to fly in the shade, as if they were afraid that the sun would burn their wings. The sunshine in midsummer is really like dipping in Chili water, and there is no shady place on the empty street.

10, the willow trees in the street look ill, the leaves are hanging with dust and rolling on the branches, and the branches are still. 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.