一年四季中我最喜欢夏天,喜欢夏天似火的骄阳,喜欢夏天的骤雨狂风,喜欢夏天生长的万物……我不是诗人,但我笨拙的笔端却流露着关于夏天的诗行。因为,在我看来,夏天是生命最绚丽多彩的季节。我喜欢夏天似火的骄阳。湛蓝的天空中悬着火球似的太阳,云彩好似被太阳烧化了一样,消失得无影无踪。没有一丝风,天地像一个蒸笼。在这样的“鬼”天气中,满腹牢骚的人们使劲儿摇动着芭蕉扇,还是抵挡不了太阳的威力;蜷缩在屋檐下的 My favorite summer all year round, like the summer like the sun, like the summer showers, like the growth of summer things ... ... I am not a poet, but my clumsy tip while showing the summer of poetry. Because, in my opinion, summer is the most colorful season of life. I like the summer sun like fire. There was a fireball-like sun hanging in the blue sky, the clouds seemed to be sun-burned, disappearing without a trace. No trace of wind, the world like a steamer. In such a “ghost” weather, grumbling people shook the parachute fan hard, or could not resist the power of the sun; curled up under the eaves