Summer Breeze and Roses at the Security Booth

Security Diary The midsummer heat wave is surrounded by the chirping of cicadas, one after another. There is no air conditioning in the security booth, only an old exhaust fan hums, barely blowing away the sweltering heat. When I was bored, I clicked on the owner group and searched subconsciously, and sure enough I saw the news about Meijuan again. She is nearly 60 years old, but she still has a graceful figure and a gentle temperament. She just shared a dance video in the group, and her movements are calm and charming. Warmth quietly spreads in my heart, and this appreciation and joy quietly take root. When the salary is paid this month, I will definitely send her a bouquet of wild roses, and let the warm flowers express this pure and hot heart for me. In a trance, I seemed to have turned into a butterfly intoxicated in the summer wind, fluttering in the gentle scenery, full of joy and intoxication, completely forgetting the heat around me.