Urgent sentence to describe summer, 300 words!

The willows in the green street seemed to be sick, and their leaves hung with layers of dust and rolled on their branches; The branches didn't bother to move, and hung low listlessly. The clods of earth on the ground were hot and hot, and a few black-brown pot-bellied crickets were bouncing around like springs. The midsummer sun is really like dipping in chili water, and there is not a shady place on the open street.

It was swelteringly hot, there was not a hint of wind, and the thick air seemed to freeze. The whole city is like a burnt brick kiln, making people breathless. The dog spits out its red tongue when it lies on the ground, and the nostrils of the mule and horse are particularly wide.

In July, the sky was clear and the sun hung like a fireball, and the clouds seemed to have been burned by the sun and disappeared without a trace. Spring is gone with the falling flowers, and the green leaves in summer are jumping in the warm breeze. The wind blows with a slight warmth, and from time to time brings the cuckoo's call, and it tells us:

Spring has returned. "The grass, the reeds, and the red, white, and purple wildflowers, were basked by the fiery sun that hung high in the sky, and the air was filled with sweet and drunken scent. There was not a single cloud in the sky, not a single wind, a blazing sun overhead, and all the trees stood listlessly and lazily.

In the middle of summer in July, there is not a single cloud in the blue sky, the fiery sun scorches the earth, the water in the river is hot, and the soil in the field is smoking. The sun was blazing, and on both sides of the road, the ripe grains were so hot that they bent down and bowed their heads. Grasshoppers are as numerous as blades of grass, and in the wheat and rye fields, in the reeds on the shore, they make a faint and noisy chirping.

The sun is like a big fireball, the light is scorching, the road is scorched by the scorching sun, and the feet step down into a string of white smoke. The willow leaves are rolling, the little flowers and plants are bowing their heads, the earth is steaming, the lake is hot, and the dragonflies are flying low and spinning on the surface of the lake, which is it reporting to the fish: good news——— it is about to rain!

The evening breeze of early summer, with the faint fragrance of jujube flowers and moon flowers, wafts into this simple and comfortable living room. One summer evening, the stars twinkled in the sky, and a cool breeze dissipated the residual heat of the day, and the earth was silent. The trees beside the road are lush and green, and the cicadas sing in unison, as if they are boasting about their season.

In the summer, the drizzle is misty, the barley seedlings are drinking the rain, and the meadows are full of colorful wildflowers. It was a long dry summer, the hot sun had baked the old loaches in the fields white, the stream at the edge of the village, the stream was a few inches lower, and the exposed stones became steep and larger. In early summer, the pomegranate flowers gradually bloom, and the green leaves are lined with red flowers, which is very beautiful.

From a distance, it looks like a blazing fire, and like a red and bright sunset rising at dusk.

1. When summer comes, the flowers all over the mountains are blooming, large and large, bright and lush. The grass also sprouted, tender green and green, as if coated with a layer of green paint, sparkling in the sun.

2. When the pomegranates on the trees bloom and the cicadas chirp, summer comes. Summer is like a young man, the scorching sun is his bright smiling face, the verdant grass is his thick hair, and the quick and flickering rain is his temper.

3. The footsteps of the summer god are brisk and lively, and all things are also flourishing. Listen, the soft chirping of the birds, the melodious and crisp sound mixed with the fragrance of the earth, rippling in the joyful air. The flowers have the most enthusiastic beauty pageant of the year, and the bees and butterflies are the best spectators in it.

4. The temperature rises suddenly, the air is suffocating, the cement pavement is almost cracked, and the sunlight sprinkles on it with white flowers and dazzling. Summer afternoons are melancholy and impetuous: half of the city is hidden in the shadows of the trees, and the cicadas chirp from the flourishing foliage like the constant noise on the radio.

5. Camisole dresses, sunshine and sand with big blue sea, watermelon air conditioner ice cream, sunset orange soda at dusk.

6. In the morning, the sky was clear, the clouds were full of mist, and the sun gilded everything with layers of golden yellow. Flocks of beautiful birds are jumping and chirping in the green trees.

7. In summer, the trees in the park grow more lushly, and the big trees are like parasols. Brings coolness to people. In the summer evening, some people come to the park to cool off, and some climb Deer Mountain.

8. On a summer morning, there are floating clouds floating in the clear sky. It dances with the wind, leisurely, as if chasing each other, playing, looking particularly lively and lovely, adding a lot of life to the sky.