There are four seasons in a year, red flowers and green willows in spring; A scorching summer; A crisp autumn day; A snowy winter. And I like summer best.
I like the night sky in summer. Look at the stars in the sky in the quiet night, see their naughty twinkle, jump and play with the moon sister. The shining stars are like crystal clear diamonds.
I like the rain in summer. It falls on the ground like a thread, weaving an endless net and covering the whole earth. The rain sprinkled on the branches and leaves, like a girl caressing the strings, like a silkworm eating mulberry leaves, like a performer playing a beautiful tune.
I like summer morning. The hazy fog is like a layer of silver white gauze cage covering the earth. The remnant stars and buildings in the distance are all indistinct, just like an illusory fairyland. At this time, a golden sun rose slowly from the horizon, the mist slowly dissipated, and the veil was gently erased on the ground.
I like beautiful summer.