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summer

In July, the sun hung like a fireball in the blue sky. The cloud seems to have melted by the sun and disappeared without a trace.

Spring goes with the falling flowers, and summer comes with green leaves in the warm wind.

The early summer sun shines through the dense branches and leaves, and the ground is covered with shiny spots the size of copper coins.

The wind blows with a slight warmth, and cuckoos sing from time to time. It is telling us: "Spring is over."

Grass, reeds and red, white and purple wildflowers are steamed by the fiery red sun hanging high in the air, and the air is filled with sweet and intoxicated breath.

In early summer, all kinds of wild flowers are in full bloom, red, purple, pink and yellow, like bright spots embroidered on green carpets; Crowds of bees are busy among the flowers, sucking the stamens and flying around with difficulty.

In midsummer, it is so hot that even dragonflies only dare to fly near the shade, as if they were afraid that the sun would burn their wings.

There is not a cloud in the air, there is not a wind, there is a scorching sun overhead, and all the trees are standing there listlessly and lazily.

In midsummer July, there is not a cloud in the blue sky. The sun is scorching the earth, the water in the river is boiling hot, and the soil in the field is smoking.

Under the scorching sun, on both sides of the road, ripe grains bent down and lowered their heads in the heat. Grasshoppers, like grass leaves, make a weak and noisy sound in wheat fields and rye fields, among the reeds on the shore.

The sun is like a fireball of the boss, the light is burning, the road surface is scorched by the scorching sun, and a pile of white smoke is stepped on.

It's sweltering and there's not a breath of wind. The thick air seems to have solidified.

The whole city is like a burnt-out brick kiln, which makes people breathless. Dogs lie prone on the ground with bright red tongues, and mules and horses have particularly large nostrils.

Flaming parachutes are hanging high in the air, so hot that fish in the river dare not surface and birds dare not fly out of the mountains. Even the dogs in the village just stick out their tongues and gasp endlessly.

That day, it was terribly hot. As soon as the sun came out, the ground was already on fire, and some gray gases, like clouds, like Feiyun, like fog, like fog, floated low in the air, making people feel breathless.

It was a long summer without rain, and the old loach in the field was turned white by the scorching sun. The stream near the village dropped several inches, and the stones above the water suddenly became bigger.

I don't know where the bird went; The vegetation is dejected and despondent, as if dying; Only cicadas keep chirping in the branches; It's really breaking gongs and drums to cheer for the scorching sun!

The willow trees in the street seem to be sick, and the leaves are hanging with dust and rolling on the branches, and the branches are still. There is white light on the road, and the vendors dare not shout. The plexiglass signboard at the door of the store seems to have been sunburned.

A passage describing winter

It's cold and there are chopsticks in the hall. Juzi unloaded in the spring has been put in the carriage. Now, I have moved it out, scrubbed it clean and replaced it with new pink paper and snow-white paper. When you lie in bed, you look tight and comfortable, as if there is an extra layer of protection in your life. The family sat together, with lovely lights.

The bed was removed and covered with straw. It was a sunny day to wash and dry books. The curtains of Xiabu are hung in the yard, and summer is far away. Straw is packed in a cloth cover, which is rough and as big as a bed. Covered with straw, it is full of fragrance.

Yes, it's warm and smells of straw, which makes people feel very happy.

But it's still cold. Winter in the south is worse than that in the north, and there is no fire at home. In the evening, I took off my cotton-padded jacket, got into the cold bed, got up early and put on my cold cotton-padded jacket and trousers. The weather is really cold.

After the winter vacation, you can sleep in. The cotton-padded clothes have been dried on the copper stove, and it is not very difficult to get up. Especially cotton shoes are so hot that they are really comfortable to wear.

Few people there have iron stoves that burn coal. General heating, copper stove, foot stove, hand stove. The footstool is made of brass and has a perforated cover. What is burned inside is coarse bran. Filled with rough chaff, the unfinished Chai Lu fire (where we burned reeds, it was called "Chai Lu") shoveled a few red ashes, and then covered it. Coarse chaff led, take a smoke, and soon, the smoke is gone, so you can cover the furnace cover. Coarse chaff can be burned slowly for a long time. Old ladies can't live without it. Every old lady has a foot stove at her feet. The coarse chaff in the footstool is too strong, the air is not enough, and the firepower is getting weaker and weaker. So we should dig twice along the fireplace with a poker to loosen the rough chaff and the fire will flourish. The foot stove warms people. The feet are not cold, and the whole body is not cold. The burnt bran smells good, too. Imitating Japanese haiku, you can write a poem: "In winter, the foot stove burns chaff." Hand stoves are smaller than foot stoves, mostly made of white copper, and exquisite ones are made of silver. The furnace cover is not a round hole, but mostly a hollow pine, bamboo and plum blossom pattern. The hand stove is very small, and in the middle is a charcoal stick (coal is ground into fine powder, and a little honey is added to make a cake), which is led by a paper coal head. A piece of charcoal can be used for one day.

There are black vegetables, frozen tofu and pickles soup in winter. Black vegetables lie flat on the ground, and people in the south of the Yangtze River call them "bitter vegetables". This dish tastes a little bitter. My grandmother dug a small piece of land in the back garden and planted black vegetables. After first frost, the leaves are purple, and the taste is bitter and sweet. Black vegetables cooked with "crab oil" taste hard to compare. "Crab oil" is made by cooking big crabs, removing meat and adding lard. Put it in a bowl in the sea and solidify into crab jelly, which can be eaten for a winter and will not be bad for a long time. After tofu is frozen, I don't know why it is honeycomb. Melt, cut into small pieces and cook with fresh meat, bacon, beef, dried rice or kimchi. Put pepper and green garlic in the frozen tofu. There used to be no Chinese cabbage in the north, only "green vegetables". Chinese cabbage is shipped from Shandong, euphemistically called "soybean sprouts", which is very expensive. "Green vegetables" are as big as rape and two feet high. It is available all year round and is eaten by every household. Kimchi is pickled with green vegetables. It snows on cloudy days and drinks pickles soup.

Winter games: kicking shuttlecock, catching children and playing carefree. "Xiaoyao" means that on a square piece of white paper, two spiral paths are printed on the wood block, and the Eight Immortals, horses, rabbits, carp and shrimps are printed between the two paths. There are two of everything, arranged randomly, without order. When playing, each side takes copper coins or chess as dice and rolls dice. If the dice is five o'clock, count from "horse" and go forward five steps. If it is a rabbit, you can find another rabbit from the inner ring and bet the dice on it. The next round begins, counting from the rabbits in the inner circle. If it is six o'clock, take six steps. Maybe it's Tie Guai Li, so find another Tie Guai Li and put your money on Tie Guai Li. If you count to any map in the inner circle, look for it in the outer circle and come back. Enough points, the son can enter the finish line (the finish line is a palace-style house, I don't know whether it is the moon palace or the Longmen), even if he wins. After the second entry, there are "two" and "three". Easy Travel can be played by two people or three or four people. I don't know why it's called "Xiaoyao".

Get up early, the window paper is bright, it's snowing! Go to the backyard to fold wintersweet and Tianzhu fruit on snowy days. Chimonanthus praecox, red Tianzhu fruit and white snow are all in business. Chimonanthus praecox blooms very long, and Tianzhu fruit is particularly durable. If put in a bottle, it can be kept for half a month.

Flour powder. A neighbor keeps a pheasant. This bicycle is not used by many people at ordinary times. In winter, it is only borrowed by 20 families nearby 10. The house is very small, except for a raft, only some sieves and reeds. Stepping on pheasants is fun. When you step on it with your foot, it squeaks and twists, and the pheasant's mouth sticks up and falls into the cockroach nest with a bang. When the rice flour is ready, you can steam the cake, make "Nian Shao Bing" (glutinous rice flour as a pedicle, wrapped in bean paste and sugar, and boiled in a pot), and rub jiaozi (that is, jiaozi). Fenzi, the Spring Festival is coming.

autumn

Autumn rain hit them in the face. Piles of dark gray clouds hold the earth low. It's already late autumn, all the trees in the endless forest are bare, and the old tree stands gloomy and brown moss covers its wrinkles. Ruthless autumn stripped them of their beautiful clothes, and they had to wither and stand there bald.

Autumn comes with the sound of fallen leaves, and the morning is fresh as dew. The sky exudes soft light, clear and ethereal, which makes people want to listen to the soaring songs of larks, just like looking at the blue sea and thinking of seeing a white sail. Sunset is the wings of time. When it flies away, it will spread out for a while. So dusk.

The clear sky in late autumn is like an endless calm blue sea; Strong white light jumps in the air, just like microwaves on the sea; At the foot of the mountain, patches of sorghum are always swaying full heads, like fluctuating red water; However, the withered leaves painted the fields with withered colors.

What a beautiful autumn! Here, it is no longer scorched earth and ashes. It is a bustling place, and Qian Shan is covered with red carpets. Korean pine covered with elastic skins is still alive, standing proudly on the high rocks, whistling in the valley and flying slowly in the rice fields in vain.

When the steep west wind brushes the sky higher and higher; When hopeful children look at the last flying geese in the south; When the boundless grass on the vast field is swaying and turning yellow-at this time, it is autumn, and it is the season when trees fall leaves.

In the middle of the night after autumn, the moon goes down and the sun hasn't come out yet, leaving only a blue sky; Everything fell asleep except the things that traveled at night.

The dusk in late autumn always comes quickly, and the sun sets in the western hills before Shan Ye is dispersed by the evaporated water vapor of the sun. As a result, the blue wind in the valley, with a strong coolness, drove the white fog and wandered down the mountain; The shadow of the mountain peak fell on the village more quickly, and the shadow became thicker and thicker, gradually blending with the night, but it was soon dyed silver-gray by the moonlight candle.

The moon, which is not round, gradually rises to the sky. A transparent gray cloud, lightly covering the moonlight, seems to be a wisp of light smoke in the field, as if falling into a dream. After the sunset glow passed, the smoke in the fields disappeared, and the water was as clear as light, washing the soft autumn night.

One autumn night, the sky in Gao Lu was thick, and a crescent moon hung quietly on the southwest horizon. The cold moon shines on the earth, so dark, but the stars in the galaxy are getting brighter and brighter. In the dense and boundless fields of sorghum, corn and millet, this song sounded the sound of autumn insects, and occasionally accompanied by several accompaniment, the fruit blew on the ground intermittently, like a cold eggplant. Willow branches hang quietly on the side of the road, and the shadows cover the winding path of weeds.

..... The moon came up, but the clouds covered half of it, hiding in the cracks in the trees far away, like a country girl, shy. People used to say, "However, before she started coming towards us, we shouted and urged her for a thousand times, but she still hid half of her face behind her guitar from us." That's one o'clock The clouds are getting thicker and thicker. Let him go. He is too lazy to care about it. But I think, if it's autumn night, it's not bad to blow a little west wind. Although it is not a real pine tree, you should listen to the surging "Tao" sound.

The west wind will naturally not come. Before going to bed, we put two or three candles in the middle of the hall. The timid flame was overwhelmed by the big roof. We looked at each other by candlelight, as if covered with smoke. It is as dark as the sea outside. Only a few barks from far and near tell us that we are still in this world.

Blue sky. Late autumn, spotless, crystal clear. Clouds are reflected on the clear Jialing River; The microwave of fish scales and the green river water add color to the clouds, which is particularly gorgeous.

On a cool and sunny autumn night, the bright red Mars in the starry sky adds a lot of luster and interest to us. Recently, after eight o'clock every night, Mars rises from the horizon in the southeast. It is brighter than any star in the nearby sky. No matter where you are, it is easy to find it.

The fallen leaves in the north render a tragic atmosphere! The fallen leaves were dyed golden * *, or turned scarlet. The first thing that may fall is just two pieces, like a golden butterfly with two broken souls. But then, there was a golden red shower. Then, a golden red carpet was laid under the tree. On this carpet, the iron is cast like that. Bare and scattered trunks and branches pierce the high blue sky and faint clouds.

Fruit trees in the north are also a miracle for Qiu Lai. The first is jujube; It will grow up in the corner, on the wall, beside the toilet and at the door of the kitchen. This is the heyday of autumn. Jujubes are like olives and pigeon eggs, showing light green and yellowish colors in small oval leaves. Jujube leaves fall, jujube is red, and there will be a northwest wind.

The locust tree in the northland is also an ornament that can remind people of Qiu Lai. Like a flower, but not a flower, when you get up in the morning, it will be all over the floor. When you step on it, there is no sound, no smell, only a little tiny and soft touch.

Qiu Chan's faint lingering sound is a specialty of the north; Because there are trees everywhere in Beiping and the houses are low, you can hear them singing everywhere. In the south, you have to go to the suburbs or the mountains to hear Qiu Chan's cry, which is like a cricket and a mouse in Beiping and a housefly that every household keeps at home.

Summer in the Mountain Pavilion by Gao Pian, a poet in the Tang Dynasty: The trees grow dark in summer, the balcony reflects the pond, the water curtain moves and the breeze blows, and the roses are full of fragrance.

"Summer Drought and Bitter Heat" by the Song Dynasty poet Wang Ling: The breeze can't kill the heat, and the sunset flies to the top of the mountain. People are already afraid of the exhaustion of rivers and seas, even at the expense of the sky.

Qin Guan, a poet in the Song Dynasty, wrote "Enjoy the Cool Day": chasing the cool outside the willow with a coffin and painting a bed on the south bank of the bridge. In the moonlight, the ship's flutes are jagged and the wind gathers lotus fragrance.

Yang Wanli, a poet in the Song Dynasty, "Chasing the Cool at Summer Night": The night is as hot as the afternoon, and the door is bright. Deep in the bamboo forest, insects are singing, sometimes it's cool, only the wind.

In midsummer, Nan Ting Si Xin, a poet in Tang Dynasty, Meng Haoran: The mountain light in the west suddenly goes out, and the lake in the east starts from the moon. Hang your hair in the shade at night, open the window and lie down in a quiet and spacious place. The evening breeze sent waves of lotus fragrance, and the dew on the bamboo leaves made a crisp sound. I thought I would want to make a song, make a song, I just hate my friends in front of me. Feeling for a night, I miss my old friends all night, and it is hard to miss them in my dreams.

Su Shunqin, a poet in the Song Dynasty, wrote "Summer Meaning": The summer in the other courtyard is deep and clear, and pomegranate flowers are full of curtains. The dense shade cut off the heat. It was at noon when I woke up and heard the intermittent chirping of orioles. Nanjing

Lu You, a poet in the Southern Song Dynasty, wrote "Living in a secluded place in early summer": the scenery of lakes and mountains is better than Weng's home, the locust trees are hidden in the background, and the ridges are oblique. When the lake overflows, egrets fly in the air and frogs hum by the lake. The dragon has turned back to shoot bamboo shoots, and the wooden pen still blooms the first flower. When we met, we dreamed of tea at noon. Who said the same year?

(1) A poem describing the summer scenery with the word "summer"

1. I don't know about the heat, but I regret the long summer. (Bai Juyi's "Looking at Wheat Cutting")

Living in the depths of the city, it is still clear in spring and summer. (Li Shangyin's "Yat Sen Qing")

The first summer was peaceful, and the grass didn't rest. (Xie Lingyun's "Swim the Redstone into the Sailing Sea")

4. The bitter nights in midsummer are short, and the entrance is cool. (Du Fu's Summer Sigh)

5. Farmer Fang Xia Yun, I dare to eat if I can't sit still. (Dai Fugu's "Hot")

6. Everyone is bitter and hot, and I love long summer days. (Li Ang's "Xia Lian")

7. Remnants gather in summer, and new rain brings autumn haze. (Cen Can's "Xiuting sends China to send Wang Shaofu back to the county")

8. Even if it rains, I don't know if spring will go. I feel that it will clear up before summer is deep. (Fan Chengda's Xi Qing)

9. Qingjiang Baocun, Changxiajiang Village is quiet. (Du Fu's "Village")

10. Why do you hate wheatgrass when she is gone? Xia Muyang and Yin are just cute. (Qin Guan's "Dark Days in March")

(2) Xia Jing's poems without the word "Xia"

1. Xiao He just showed his sharp corner, and a dragonfly had already stood on his head. (Yang Wanli's "Little Pool")

It rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond. (Zhao Shixiu's "You Yue")

3. The mountains and fields are all green, and it rains like smoke in the regular sound. (April in the Country by Weng Juan)

The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers in the sun are of different colors. (Yang Wanli, "Chu Xiao Jingci Temple sends Lin Zifang")

5. The bright moon surprises magpies, and the breeze crows at midnight. (Xin Qiji's "Walking along Huangsha Road in Xijiang Moonlight Night")

6. The crystal curtains are breezy and the roses are fragrant. (Gao Pian's "Mountain Pavilion Summer")

7. We looked at the green trees around your village and the pale blue of the distant mountains. (Meng Haoran, "Passing the Old Village")

8. The Yang Shuhua on the 30-mile path is covered with a white carpet, and green money is stacked on the lotus leaves in the stream. (Du Fu's "Wandering in Queque")

9. The Mao Ting in Matsushita is cool in May, and the Tingshayun tree is pale in the evening. (Dai Shulun's "Tezhi Chuanshan Show")

10. Never going to Liang, a blind date is like a similar seagull in the water. (Du Fu's "Jiangcun")

1 1. Tornado winds come and go, and the water surface looks like the sky below the lake. (June 27, Su Shi's "Drunk Book of Wanghu Building")

12. Plum acid splash teeth, banana green sieve. (Yang Wanli, "Taking a nap in early summer")