Yu Xiwu looked up at him and felt that this moment was really good.
They walked side by side under the shade of the yellow jujube tree. The sunlight penetrated the branches and leaves and fell on them, making their hearts feel hot. No wonder it's so hot in summer, but there are always people who like it, because the heart will keep vibrating.
Yu Xiwu stopped him: "Chen Yile, do you like summer?"
"I like it."
"What word do you think you use to describe summer?"
"Wind, watermelon, green, freedom."
When he said this, his face was youthful and wanton, and Yu Xiwu couldn't look away.
"What do you think?"
Yu Xiwu looked at him without saying anything. The adjective for summer is you.
Intention: peace and joy