There is no trace of a cloud in the blue sky. It seems that all the water vapor has been evaporated to death by this steamer-like summer. Only the tireless cicada is still making tenacious noises and complaining about this hot summer.
The roses in summer will bloom in full swing and are extremely spectacular, with red, white, pink and yellow colors gorgeous and brilliant, showing the irresistibility of life and showing off the infinite charm of youth.
The begonias in summer have long lost their charm in early spring. The dark green leaves always stand upright and full of vigor. The green fruits are gathered into small clusters of green lingers, which are green and astringent. Begonia in summer always combines maturity and immaturity.
The lotus in summer blooms and withers on its own as if it is isolated from the world, and butterflies never surround it. The light pink color symbolizes its excellence and independence. It stands aloof in the middle of the pond like a phoenix in its nirvana.
In such a summer, a summer in which people fanatically pursue youth without feeling tired, a summer in which people feel that the world is quite beautiful, a summer in which people are full of unattainable longings and mirror-like dreams, a group of young children gathered together, either joyfully or sadly, but everything was completely wiped out by midsummer...