This year's summer is a very long one. The heat this year is intensifying. I am so busy that my clothes are wet with sweat every day. Before this summer, I was very difficult to sweat.
Although it is the beginning of autumn, midsummer is still strong, the vegetation is still thick, and the heat is steaming all over the fields. I hope that this sticky heat will soon dissipate, but I still feel reluctant to let it go. Just like the beginning of autumn, I look forward to its arrival, but I can't help feeling anxious about it. Sad about the arrival.
After all, I am a person who is afraid of the cold. I think I will miss this summer of sweating and soaking clothes.
The sound of cicadas sings the song of departure, and the towering poplars with dark green leaves blow swaggeringly from afar. White clouds are wandering in the sky, soft and soft, like cotton candy, more like snow, beautiful and pure, soft and soft, white and cool.
In a person's life, there are too many unpredictable changes, too many things that cannot be controlled, too many words that are insincere, and too many silences. The days will get colder, just like children will grow up, the days will get shorter, the nights will get longer, the northern swallows will return to the south, the green will become thinner, the frost will come and the snow will fall, some thoughts will overlap, some thoughts will scatter, and one year will return again.
Don't be worried, don't be tired, autumn is coming, it's time to calm down your mind, see the world, see all living beings, and see yourself.
Before the cool autumn comes, have a drink. You won’t come home until you’re drunk, and you won’t come home drunk.
