The sun pours down again,
Spots of light cover the world,
Birds chirp, congratulating everything.
The cheers of teenagers came from the runway,
The air brings the excitement of time,
No matter how arrogant the cicadas chirp, they can't cover up the midsummer.
The paper planes flying over the classroom fled out of the window,
The ceiling fan has already become hot.
A small bag of snacks was being fought over.
The overflowing sweetness dyed the air sticky.
The school bell rang, chalk dust flew everywhere,
The heat wave passes through the window and embraces everyone,
The voice of the teacher's lecture is scattered everywhere,
Coaxing us into sleep.
The clouds forming in the sky attracted the attention of the school bell.
Amidst the bustle of students, the sun has already reached the horizon.
The sun is lingering with the clouds, and the moon is lonely in the distance.
The sun sets in the valley, and the moonlight fills the sky,
Dear young man, where are you missing your dream?
Close the curtains and close your eyes,
The pillow carries billions of thoughts,
Someone is having wild fantasies up there,
Someone had left wet marks on it.
Flowers bloom quietly,
The sun rises slowly,
The sun shines through the window, casting a thin light on the room,
The quilt is bathed by the sun,
The old thoughts are abandoned, leaving only the smell of new life.
Open the curtains and finish breakfast,
Just don't want to, put on your schoolbag,
Saying goodbye, we will start our journey again.
The sun is still hot, the cicadas are still noisy,
The summer we write will never end.
Purpose: Record youth