蝉,是树梢上的夏天。一进入夏的疆界,这夏日的符号,就会在池塘边声声叫着悠闲,苍翠欲滴。草木深处,半滴朝露,几脚泥香,一树始于灵魂的歌唱,都是大地诗意的过客。在翠绿的包围中,七月的风一吹,连你的午梦都会被这夏日的热烈渲染。轻摇小扇,无边无际,清凉来作伴。深情的吟唱,宛若长调,流过清澈的日子,为夏填词。绿油油的心事洒落,抬眼望去,遍野都是清新的诗句。阳光慷慨。夏意渐浓。 Cicada is the summer on the treetops. As soon as you enter the boundaries of summer, the symbols of the summer will call out leisurely and verdant at the edge of the pond. Depths of grass and trees, half a drop of dew, a few feet of muddy incense, a tree began singing the soul, are poets of the earth passing. In the green surrounded by the wind in July, even your afternoon dreams will be warmly rendered this summer. Shake small fan, boundless, cool to companionship. Affectionate singing, just like long-term tune, flowing through the clear days, summer lyrics. Green splashes of the mind, looked up, all over the land are fresh verse. The sun is generous Summer Italian gradually thick.