这个夏天,我爱上了紫薇。它就在我家楼下,在赣江堤上,优雅地立在那儿,灿烂地开着,一树,又一树。艳丽的红,高贵的紫,淡雅的粉,纯净的白。一朵朵小花,层层叠叠,一束束、一团团、一簇簇……在热烈的阳光下,在微风的轻拂中,摇曳成一路美丽的风景。走近它,再走近它。摸一摸光滑洁净的枝干,摇一摇硕大艳丽的花穗,闻一闻丝丝缕缕的清香,自然地,嘴角扬起,心情怡然。想起童年的家乡,美丽、热 This summer, I fell in love with crape myrtle. It is downstairs in my house, in Gan River embankment, elegant standing there, brilliant open, a tree, another tree. Bright red, noble purple, elegant powder, pure white. Blossoming of small flowers, layers of bunches, clusters of bunches, clusters, clusters ... In the warm sunshine, in the breeze breeze, swaying into a beautiful scenery. Approached it, then approached it. Touch the smooth clean branches, shake a large gorgeous flower spikes, smelled faint scent, naturally, the mouth rises, the mood is pleasing. Think of childhood home, beautiful, hot