The taste of summer

Early on the morning dew, meet inlaid harp chenhui, a person of hometown along the path to the edge of the town of this, the botanical garden was immediately attracted the sight. The morning scenery beautiful ah, I like the smell the smell of summer.
At first introduces eye is a clear pond, and in the morning of the morning and into the water, like the golden thread on the knitted dress, a glowing jumped out of the water, such as a smooth scale, sparse grasses can clear the clear water into, can see small fish swimming. Conveniently picked up a stone and threw into the water sideways, only to see the stones on the surface of the water on two consecutive boondoggle and then fall into the water, constructing the ripples going out. "Shen gas for fanciful, as an" pond. Stones woke up the frog of the water, and then burst "were" cut the early hours of the morning, the cry of the peace.
"LuoQun color lotus, lotus leaf cutting face both sides to open". The pond other corner of a large green leaves, water droplets on the lotus leaf as shiny coloured glaze in the chaoyang set off, more glittering and translucent. Lotus leaf is holding a standing, such as toward big umbrella on the lotus pond, to the summer wear of the green.fashionleaderblogspot blogspot blog
The sudden sound of childhood with other children in lotus pond side of the screen, the small tadpoles caught a man took a small cover nets, wait until the small tadpoles dark swam to shore, hurriedly, can sometimes caught out a lot, and companion, and then to the attitude to the winner will pose. When it's raining, a people pick a large lotus leaf top head suddenly suddenly in the lotus pond side running situations. Let's adult shout broke their throat, you still play in the rain, finally had to in an adult's hand, and with the drives that faint shed leave.
The nearby small square, installed on all kinds of fitness equipment. Only a few old man in leisurely fitness, they or three, or the gang of five together, some in the tai chi, some in practicing sword, and in the YunLvCao...... The morning spreads in their peaceful body, good agreeable picture.
Garden grow a lot of flowers, all kinds of flowers in the morning dew under the charm of the moist more, you see that red as fire, holding high the beauty of the head of the set, head of the small on canna dew to you in a shout, lest you not blatant saw his enchanting.
Look at the Chinese rose, pink, such as children, the goose yellow pink cheek, such as soft chardonnay, the white, pure white as snow, and the flame red, like the delicate and charming be about to drip of the artist's lipstick, they were on in the morning light mirror, the halo of a more feminine, beautiful.
Gently down body, see the grass a plant small unknown lavender small wildflowers, a drop of glittering and translucent dewdrop in its flowers stop, between a glowing blurred my eye. Bent over a good scent smell, and gently the taste, still contain trace of sweet. You see, in the morning, shaking it gently the posture of charming. Although a heavy dew wind, can't conceal its peaceful, although no one to care for it, but still stand-up in the summer the wind and rain, show the charm of it.
Actually, as well, anyone pursue the rights.
Through the trees, the morning with the diarrhea, down through the trees of the forest from going through, like halo is 7 colour glow, give the mornng mist in the morning on the dazzling neon clothes. Occasionally a few green leaf, from the bondage of the tree will, in the wind, jump in the air by a euphemistic dance and then fall ethereal. Conveniently pick up a leaf, see it clearly visible and leave the veins clearly mark, unconsciously sigh its life so brief. Life is like the chance and orchestra, and beautiful youth is life on the stage of a short stop dazzling.chicpersonblogspotblog blogspot blog
Follow the sound of the cry of the cicadas, I stop, under a tree to see in between two branching tree stumps on out there know, the cry of the hold. Think of when I was young, with the scene of cicadas with gluten. A group of partners, a hand take a long pole, head tie a plastic bags when set son and then tie gluten, in the cicadas gently with a stay, cicadas puts it. Sometimes a day down, can touch the good dozens. Then let my mother in the skillet, fry to, it is a delicious food! Looking back now, his mouth couldn't help leave to drool.
"People are bitter, hot, I love summer long". I love this summer's peace, the summer enchanting, the summer scent, the summer classical... The more love this summer scent!