夏,有“烈火般的阳光,扫尽清晨晶莹的露珠”。夏,使得“河边的杨柳,垂着叶子,低着梢头”。夏,叫人“浑身脱个精光,只穿条短裤,汗水还是直淌。”但是,一口冰霜,凝结了新鲜水果芬芳的那些甜美冰晶,却让骄阳戛然止步,却令水晶帘动微风起,纵使蝉噪而我心静如水。一道吃完,我已穿过这通幽曲径,直达那远离燥热的花木禅房。 Summer, there are “fire-like sunshine, sweep the morning dew crystal”. Summer, making “Willow by the river, drooping leaves, low profile ”. Summer, Jiaoren “covered with a naked body, wearing only shorts, sweat or straight. ” However, a frost, fresh sweet and sour fruit that condenses those sweet ice crystals, allows the scorching sun to a halt, it makes the crystal curtain move breeze Starting, even though the cicada noise and my peace of mind. Once finished eating, I have crossed this winding quiet path, direct access to that far away from hot and dry flowers and trees Zen room.