Summer is the season when I was born. In this season, every flower, every leaf, everyone has a bright smile. What are you laughing at? I am laughing at the arrival of summer like a child, with a little recklessness and willfulness. Xia is a painter who does not hesitate to highlight colors. He danced to the pond and saw the lotus flower graceful in the sunlight. He felt as if something was missing, so he threw down the whole bucket of paint, which made the poet Yang Wanli admire: "The next day, the lotus leaves are infinite, and the colors of the lotus flowers are different in the sun." Xia gloated over his masterpiece. At this time, a picture of a farmhouse courtyard came into view in summer. The trees have just sprouted, the grass has just turned green slightly, and some swallows are twittering on the telephone poles. Summer felt as if it was not warm enough, so she sketched a few strokes casually. At this time, the new green is getting thicker and drunker until it shines brightly. As a result, there is a beautiful scenery of "Fang Fei needs no hate, and summer is pleasant".

Xia is a clumsy child, and sunshine is his bright smile. Seeing the earth painted with colorful colors by him and the lively and boiling scene of people by the sea, Xia smiled even more brightly. Maybe he thought he should send more light and heat to the earth, so he raised the temperature. The tree hung its head when it was baked, the cicada moaned without saying a word, and the flower frowned. The lake was steaming, and the earth was silent. Some people shook their heads, some cursed, some complained, and Charlton felt very guilty. In an instant, smoke billowed in the sky. "Dark clouds turn over ink and don't cover mountains, and white rain jumps over boats." In desperation, Xia poured a bucket of water in one breath, and the downpour caught people off guard. Everything is wet, and clothes and rice are not spared. Xia vomitted to stick out his tongue, knowing that he had done something wrong again, he quickly put away the black cloth and bucket, and the temperature suddenly rose sharply, and the water vapor was immediately baked without a trace. The trees shrugged helplessly, leaving only one expression on people's faces: dumbfounding.

Xia is an energetic spirit, and the starlight is his naughty eyes. The day was dragged on by summer for a long time. Old Sunman couldn't stand being so tired, so he had to go back to the mountain to rest. Xia is still unwilling. He painted the sky several times with a brush, and the whole sky became his artwork. At this time, people can't help but admire his artistic sense and creativity. Gradually, darkness enveloped this work of art. In summer, it turned into stars all over the sky, peeping at the earth blink by blink, and from time to time, it turned into an elf to break into your dream. Xia is a professional conductor in the countryside. "In the fragrance of rice and flowers, it is said that the harvest year is abundant and the frogs are heard", and the messy voices are cleverly combined and orderly, accompanied by the dance of the stars and the moon. It's unbelievable that naughty children have such quiet talent and talent. In the city, people are used to and cooperate with the enthusiasm in summer. Neon lights flashing on the earth, whistle and noise are endless, because summer is a child who is afraid of loneliness and darkness after all. The eyes of the night are getting deeper and deeper until all the lights and sounds are covered. At this time of summer, he closed his eyes and fell asleep like an ordinary child. The imperceptible heat is his soft and deep snoring ... there is always inexhaustible energy in summer. At that time, before the clock struck six, Xia rushed out with the sleepy sun. Xia stretched himself and rolled his eyes a few times. Today will be another dreary day ... this childish summer, this ridiculous and lovely child, who is a happy advocate and a smiling apostle, has 200% enthusiasm. There is no word "sadness" in his dictionary, and there are only strong colors in his palette. He came in a hurry and left with the elegance of "waving his sleeves without taking away a cloud", leaving people with a beautiful summer fairy tale.