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Summer rain, hearty, comes and goes in a hurry, and it rains freely; Unlike the rain in early summer, it is green and lingering.

The rainy night in the city, like a black rose, blooms in the noise, with violent nature and sexy charm; Unlike the rainy night in the country, it is so ethereal and quiet, vigorous and simple, beautiful and refined.

After the rain cleared, I strolled in the parks in Jiangcheng, and frogs croaked from time to time in the wetlands and lotus ponds by the lake.

This is the unique and symbolic beauty of summer. Although there are no hours in the countryside at night, there are large ponds and fields, one after another spectacular.

In a few days, cicadas in summer will come. At that time, cicadas would sing, frogs would croak and play a three-dimensional summer symphony on trees and on the ground, between the sky and the water, day and night.

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In summer, cities and villages have their own tastes and memories.

Impression of the old house in the country, on the edge of a mountain forest, every morning, just wake up from the dark, roosters crow, birds sing, urging the clouds on the roof to disperse gradually.

In the early morning, in front of the village and behind the house, the fields are full of busy figures; Even the cigarettes filled with rice fragrance are in a hurry.

When I was a child, I liked the excitement of the countryside in summer, the scene of sweating all day long, the figure of swimming freely in the pond, the movement brought by frogs everywhere in the evening, and the sound of cicadas singing in the Woods under the scorching sun.

In summer, we are not lonely, and the night is no longer as dark and horribly quiet as winter.

And those of us who have lived in the city for a long time, the buildings are towering, and it is difficult to see the smoke; The trees scattered around, the chirping of cicadas, the chirping of frogs in urban parks and ponds, the running cars on the road and the music of square dance are fading away, which only evokes more memories of the past.

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Summer rain is wet and yellow, and frogs make pools. Frogs sing cicadas and forget that people are in other places. After the summer rain, a pool of frogs began to croak.

Cicada is also a natural "weatherman". There is a folk saying that "the cicada will sing" and "the cicada will stop and the rain will come". We might as well listen to the frogs chirping cicadas in ancient poems.

The scene described in Xin Qiji's "Walking along Huangsha Road in Xijiang Moonlit Night" in Song Dynasty: the bright moon surprises magpies, and the breeze knows at midnight. The cool evening breeze seems to have spread to cicadas in the distance. In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year. In the old days, Maodian was near the forest, and the road turned to the stream bridge.

There is also Zhang's "Summer Night" in the Song Dynasty: the rain is dark and sunny, and the green pond is full of frogs. The moon has been ringing on the banana, and water drops are still dripping on the eaves. Song Lv Benzhong's Farewell to the Night: A thin wine and a broken lamp desire different feelings, while a dark firefly cannot shine on the grass. If you know that you have entered his New Year, frogs will ring like rain all night.

Liu Tang Zhao Yu's "Smelling Cicada": After the rain clears, the mountains are cold and blue. Don't take a shower, listen in a foreign land. Leave Zhangpu in the lonely pavilion and leave Dongting in the boat. At this time of year, the temples should be set to zero.

Listen to the song dynasty's "cicada" by Kong Wuzhong: I'm afraid that the sun will keep flowing, and the wind and water will help me. When mistress came, she had nothing to do, so she had to lean on the basket and listen carefully.

In the sound of cicadas, Yu Shinan's lofty and lofty life aspirations are conveyed. It is full of Wang Wei's poetic life of "leaning on my hut door, leaning on my staff and listening to cicadas in the evening breeze".

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Frogs tirelessly call from spring to autumn; Cicada crawled out of the soil, climbed up along the roots, exhausted its last strength, until a crack opened in its back and a new cocoon of life became a butterfly.

Listening to frogs chirping cicadas, you don't feel noisy in the noisy city; On the contrary, under the hypnosis of a serenade, there is a kind of relaxation away from the noise and returning to the countryside, and the heart suddenly gets a moment of peace.

Cicada and frog are both born for summer, beating drums and singing for summer, and just a few days of life resounds through a summer. Cicadas croak and frogs croak, rendering the enthusiasm of summer and pouring out the complex in their hearts.

The hot summer is here, and the lotus flowers are in full bloom. The pond is tilted by the flower fence, with clear trees and dry rain. Listen to the cicada frog being dragged away by the wind, and the sun sets in the depths of the green waves.

The cicada forest is getting quiet, the frog croaking scenery is brand-new, and the sound of day and night brings peace in summer.